Way Out
"I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
In the trenches n I'm hussling
Down bad tryna get up again
Every day tryna Run Up them bands
I'm on a road plotting a plan
All this pain I don't understand
All the hate I don't understand
This shit is strange I don't understand
This shit is lame i don't understand
I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out"
Every day a new homocide
Shots fire middle of the night
Youngin in these Streets layed Out
All you can hear is his momma cry
He ain't never get to make it out
Main reason why I gotta try
Thats all i can think about
When I'm blowing dope In the ride
I'm with princess she keep telling me
Bout dreams of seeing me die
Even though this a felony
Can't leave the crib without this fire
Can't explain what the streets did to me
I'm just cold on the inside
On the road it's just her n me
Cuz most my niggas switched sides
"I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
In the trenches n I'm hussling
I was jus down bad tryna get up again
Every day tryna Run Up them bands
I'm on a road plotting a plan
All this pain I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand"
Streets turnt me to a demon
Riding round in the city schemin
I cut the lights n then I'm creeping
We running red light and we red beaming
Let off that nine till it steamin
All my niggas riding to get even
Chopped gone fire soon as we see em
Another homocide the tired screeching
In the trenches off these drugs
Tryna escape the pain
Right now I'm so fucked up
I Keep swerving the lanes
Tryna shoot for the stars
So I put VVS in my chains
Since a youngin been solid
Nothing but gold blood in my vains
I'm in a Bently
Just doing the dash in the rain
I jus stayed down on my ten toes
Till everything changed
Tryna climb out the mud
They throwing dirt on my name
I thought you was my dog
Till you showed me you a lame
"I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
In the trenches n I'm hussling
Down bad tryna get up again
Every day tryna Run Up them bands
I'm on a road plotting a plan
All this pain I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand nah"
I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
Way out
Find my way out
Way out
Find my way out
Find my way
Tryna find my way out
In the trenches n I'm hussling
Down bad tryna get up again
Every day tryna Run Up them bands
I'm on a road plotting a plan
All this pain I don't understand
All the hate I don't understand
This shit is strange I don't understand
This shit is lame i don't understand
I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out"
Every day a new homocide
Shots fire middle of the night
Youngin in these Streets layed Out
All you can hear is his momma cry
He ain't never get to make it out
Main reason why I gotta try
Thats all i can think about
When I'm blowing dope In the ride
I'm with princess she keep telling me
Bout dreams of seeing me die
Even though this a felony
Can't leave the crib without this fire
Can't explain what the streets did to me
I'm just cold on the inside
On the road it's just her n me
Cuz most my niggas switched sides
"I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
In the trenches n I'm hussling
I was jus down bad tryna get up again
Every day tryna Run Up them bands
I'm on a road plotting a plan
All this pain I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand"
Streets turnt me to a demon
Riding round in the city schemin
I cut the lights n then I'm creeping
We running red light and we red beaming
Let off that nine till it steamin
All my niggas riding to get even
Chopped gone fire soon as we see em
Another homocide the tired screeching
In the trenches off these drugs
Tryna escape the pain
Right now I'm so fucked up
I Keep swerving the lanes
Tryna shoot for the stars
So I put VVS in my chains
Since a youngin been solid
Nothing but gold blood in my vains
I'm in a Bently
Just doing the dash in the rain
I jus stayed down on my ten toes
Till everything changed
Tryna climb out the mud
They throwing dirt on my name
I thought you was my dog
Till you showed me you a lame
"I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
In the trenches n I'm hussling
Down bad tryna get up again
Every day tryna Run Up them bands
I'm on a road plotting a plan
All this pain I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
All of this hate I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand nah"
I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
I been stuck deep in the gutter
Tryna find my way out
Way out
Find my way out
Way out
Find my way out
Find my way
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Writer(s): Shaquiel Rattray
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