Get Away

Ayee Aye (3E)

Ballouttt, I just got to get away (I just got to get away)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up
And roll me up a jay of some reefah (the gas)
I be getting money every season (dat cash)
So tell them haters i can't see em (at all)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up (feet up)
And roll me up a jay of some reefah
I be getting money every season (every season)
So tell them haters i can't see em (I can't see em)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away from the pussies (the pussies)
And roll me up a jay of the cookies (the cookies)
Oh look they watching
I went from a young n starving (damn)
To blue hundreds bussin out my pocket (the benjis)
Yeah, I got a bag all I do is stack
Use to be broke now im counting racks
They biting my swagg im on full attack
I pray to god he won't take me back
Came a long way from the trap
With my bros now we counting up
Lean lean got me feeling stuck
Fuck a bitch and get money bruh
Sex good but it ain't enough
Commas coming really adding up
Got to maintain, stay in your lane
Get to the green say fuck the lames
Got to get away from where I stay
Because its too much hate
I pray for better days
About to take a flight, to somewhere nice
In the suburbs where i could sleep at night

I just got to get away, kick my feet up
And roll me up a jay of some reefah (the gas)
I be getting money every season (dat cash)
So tell them haters i can't see em (at all)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up (feet up)
And roll me up a jay of some reefah
I be getting money every season (every season)
So tell them haters i can't see em (I can't see em)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away to an island
Way far up in the ocean like a pirate
Now these bitches smiling (goofies)
Just cause they see my money piling (cash)
I'm in the fast lane to the cash with extra mileage (yeah)
I do the dash getting to the bag (bag)
Low key moving like who is that
Ns know me I love to flex
When I walk through they breaking necks
But you know me I don't break a sweat
Ain't up yet but I'm up next
Had to stay down to get where I'm at
Long nights I got to stretch the check
Got to thank god for better days
Ima keep going hard each every way
When I get up don't ride my wave
Because I know who was real and was down to stay
Ayeee
I just got to get away and roll my weed up (my weed up)
Man I'm just cooling with my feet up (my feet up)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up
And roll me up a jay of some reefah (the gas)
I be getting money every season (dat cash)
So tell them haters i can't see em (at all)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up (feet up)
And roll me up a jay of some reefah
I be getting money every season (every season)
So tell them haters i can't see em (I can't see em)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)



Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Carpenter
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