myself getting out the game, no time soon Ooooh, as I continue as I, Ooooh, as I continue as I Oooh, Oooh Can't see myself getting out the game, no time
the judge Got you when I spot you I should pop you Even the boss was telling me not to But I won't stop until they get shot When they get out the hospital
danger Over the money best friends become strangers Bailed you out of jail, wait, let me backtrack First you came home then I got your ass a deal Fresh out
out Southeast to Pennsylvania Transportation Authority is what I'm probably on If I ain't whippin' a land throughout ya section My mind's in traum', nine times out
Gangsta Blac gonna set it off got time damn near every day, every spot I'm in da house bitch we play no games hoe, I just one up out the Dirty South,
, yo, the way I been treated in this industry, not nicely Little faggot motherfucker like Tried to get someone to pop my chain Getting robbed dog is not my game My nigga hopped out
I just want more, I can?t get enough of you Commit baby, who's going to be first to scream out loud? I know you lose after second round and the consequence
like I ate some bake beans Buster me and me's clicks, always making those hits We never straight jam with no busters our no tricks Getting in trouble
getting out the game, no time soon Ooooh, as I continue as I, Ooooh, as I continue as I Oooh, Oooh Can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon
niggaz want you shot Why do you think we still keep all these guns around? Ain't nothing change I'm still the same [Verse 1] I'm just getting out of
[finesse] Suckas out there better pray and shout for help When it comes to skills on the mic, I'm out for self Finesse is dangerous, so those who came
yo back Im tired of not sleeping and but its not so bad Im living out my dreams and my works off for that Reaching out with my arms tied behind my back Preaching out
arrangements of chocolates Now, you're working yourself out the same as when you strain with a nautilus And you're willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence
The winds of fortune Don?t blow the same She had to get out And make a change She had a kid now But much too young Their baby daddy's Out having fun
[Consequence] Good morning America, good morning to Erica Who gave me good head while watching good morning America And good day New York, have a good
[ Consequence ] Good morning America, good morning to Erica Who gave me good head while watching good morning America And good day New York, have a