Im Out Chea

Yeah
Filthy Finesse
Hitman

Started from the bottom now a n* runnin thangs
I'm about that gunplay, think it's all fun and games
Rip rider, south sider, n* ain't nothing changed
Made n*, paid n*, too real to f* with lames
Dropped out of high school, fell up in the trap
I'm a f* go getter just tell me where it's at
I took a felony instead of tellin on a cat
Trying to tell my business, make sure you tell them n* that
I'm outchea, as y'all cats see
I'm in the hood everyday, the f* do y'all ass be
Rapper, hustler, stunner, yeah all that's me
I make it rain and snow, n* call that sleet

I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind

I'm out chea, no thanks to the D.A.
Hustlin and kickin in doors, that's how we ate
Guerrilla warfare, banana clips, n* we apes
Turn you to a vegetable, leave you leakin V8
Broke up in the rap game, just another B&E
N* with an attitude, dirty south Easy E
In the trap, on the corner, anywhere I need to be
And I accept cash, merchandise and EBT
I'm outchea, bet I hustle everyday
Get it how I live cause I don't know no better way
Better watch what you're throwing up or I'ma catch a case
Filthy, I be in the hood like section 8

I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind

Peep how chop it up, peep how I stretch it out
Try me, I'ma stretch'em out, pull the stretcher out
Peep how chop it up, peep how I stretch it out
Try me, I'ma stretch'em out, pull the stretcher out

Im outchea, but that ain't voluntarily
Born in these streets and I'll be thuggin til they bury me
Haters say my name but none of'em will test a G
Admit the I'm the truth, I promise it'll set you free
Never had shit, I trapped as a necessity
You gone fuck your life up for some popularity
This real rap, while you thinkin it's just music
I live this shit, got the record prove it

I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind
I'm outchea
On my m* f* grind
I'm outchea
With that money on my mind

See them lames hating, tell'em to dead that
Who the f* turnin up like Filthy and ReddJaCc
See them lames hating, tell'em to dead that
Who the f* turnin up like Filthy and ReddJaCc