Got Out

Cort Cort .
Cort Cortez
Man this shit really some serious shit I'm out now
I'm out now
First Day Out

I got out & I changed for the Better
Cold on the Bunk now I Enjoy the Weather
When I was locked ain't nobody send letters
When I got out they start saying I'm the Devil
I'm Kurt Angle On my hip Heavy Metal
I'm like I'm Young so why the hell should I settle
Ain't nobody think bout sending me Cheddar
Can't nobody in my Rank apply Pressure

I can't stop Striving I'm
So close to my size
Can't let these Crackers come and knock down my rise
They locked me up but I stayed up Cuzz my Pride
And told my Lawyer I ain't doing that 5
I just got out and Bitches all on my Dick
Ain't come to Visit and ain't send me no Pics
Ain't this a Bitch where my Commissary Slip
Told me you got me and you be here at 6
I Talked to Jesus it's some Shit we gon fix
I just got out and I'm still going on Trips
Talk to Blacc Mar and he just Wanna be Rich
Still hitting Licks and imma go for that Risk

I got out & I changed for the Better
Cold on the Bunk now I Enjoy the Weather
When I was locked ain't nobody send letters
When I got out they start saying I'm the Devil
I'm Kurt Angle On my hip Heavy Metal
I'm like I'm Young so why the hell should I settle
Ain't nobody think bout sending me Cheddar
Can't nobody in my Rank apply Pressure

I got out and and I got straight in my Bag
Crackers be trailing trynna throw in the Flag
They wonder why I I go put on this Mask
Cuzz I be damn to see my Sons on they last
My last Day I'm Stood by Buck and just laughed
I had to think bout what I did in the Past
I got out and I got right off my Ass
Fuck Commissary it ain't shit that I Grabbed
I told my Bunkee that he was gon be Straight
Just knock that time out then it's back to the Cake
He told me Cort I rather stay Cuzz it's Safe
But yo get out and you stay on the Right Paste

I got out & I changed for the Better
Cold on the Bunk and I Enjoy the Weather
When I was locked ain't nobody send letters
When I got out they start saying I'm the Devil
I'm Kurt Angle On my hip Heavy Metal
I'm like I'm Young so why the hell should I settle
Ain't nobody think bout sending me Cheddar
Can't nobody in my Rank apply Pressure

I got out and I Changed for the Better
Cold on the Bunk now I enjoy the Weather



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Writer(s): Cortez Wilson
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