Out the Way lyrics
by DB.Boutabag
[Intro]
Are you klocked right now?
I just gotta let you know i’m blowin’ up this sh*t great
And I just chase cake I’m stayin’ out the way (Stayin’ out the way)
And all these new n*ggas in my face this sh*t fake (You n*ggas fake, and they movin’ like a snake)
[Verse 1]
I just gotta let you know i’m blowin’ up this sh*t great
I just chase cake I’m stayin’ out the way
And all these new n*ggas in my face this sh*t fake
It was my dawg started movin’ like a snake
Bounce back and I had to up racks in they face
I got caught wit it cause they was tryna get me out the way
I be feelin’ like my n*ggas I can call but I can’t
I use a dollar they gon throw it in my face
Don’t give a f*ck about her if she fag hope that b*tch gay
sh*t i’m itchin’ up today designer jeans wit the Bape
We are not the same, Ima stuff my pockets till they break
They are not the same, watch my n*ggas pop out broad day
Baby blowin’ up my phone give me a break
I ain’t watchin’ how I eat give me a steak
n*ggas tryna throw dirt on my name but they can’t
n*gga if you got a problem let it rain heavy pain
I started rappin’ they ain’t treatin’ me the same
I was a diamond in the rough and now it’s diamonds in my chain
I started rappin’ everybody wanna change, all these b*tches in my - and all these b*tches gimme brain
It’s to the face I smoke klocks to the brain, all this drank in my cup like I’m Kurt Cobain
Gas Propane, Shrimp Lo Mein, n*gga bleed how we bleed is it worth your chain
Bape on my toes n*gga Bape on my brain
Off white Vlone wearin’ ghosts all the same
I could bust and swear she would still give me brain
Stop f*ckin’ with them n*ggas they gon’ jeopardize my name
I just gotta let you know I’m blowin’ up this sh*t great
I just chase cake I’m stayin’ out the way
And all these new n*ggas in my face this sh*t fake
It was my dawg started movin’ like a snake
Bounce back and I had to up racks in they face
I got caught wit it cause they was tryna get me out the way
I be feelin’ like my n*ggas I could call but I can’t
I use a dollar they gon’ throw it in my face
[Outro]
Don’t give a f*ck about her if she fag, hope that b*tch gay
Mmmm, designer jeans wit’ the bape
They are not the same, watch my n*ggas pop out broad day
Mmmm, n*ggas pop out broad day
I ain’t goin’ on my phone gimme a break
I ain’t watchin’ how I eat gimme a steak
n*ggas tryna throw dirt on my name but they can’t, n*gga if you gotta a problem let it rain heavy pain
Started rappin’ they ain’t treatin’ me the same, was a diamond in the rough and now it’s diamonds in my chain
I started rappin’ and everybody wanna change and all these b*tches in my - and they gon’ still give me brain
Mmmmmm, to the brain, all this drank in my - like i’m Kurt Cobain
Mmmmm, n*gga shrimp lo mein, n*gga bleed how we bleed is it worth yo’ chain