A Way Out

We was just lookin for a way out
Momma im sorry how this shit played out
Me and lil bruh on the steak out
No more ramen noodles we eating steaks now
That's why everyday we would stay out
Plot on the layout and take the safe out
Looking for bitches to knock at greyhounds
Sitting in that cell I wanted to break out
I'm just glad I ain't take the grave route
Niggas hating on me that I knew since the playgrounds
I just spray rounds boy Ion play round
If u put yo gun up u gone get gunned down

Stand in front the judge looking for sympathy
But he ain't fuckin wit me cause my Gypsy Tendencies
was fighting felonies and cases still out chasin cake
I keep it on me so I'm ready for the threats they made
When yo back against the wall it's gone bring it out you
They can't really love you if they eat without you
Tryna get out of public housin so we hittin houses
I don made believers out of all my fucking doubters
My nigga just hit me and said he caught a case
It kind of hurt me cause my nigga great
Now I'm tryna get him prepared incase he got to stay
9 times out of 10 everybody gone turn fake
When you outta site yo ass outta mind
I can't lie for the very first time
When i was in the hole all alone I cried
Cause they did me wrong and they acted like I died
He was too young lord why my nigga had to die
And the worst part about it I couldn't tell my nigga bye
I need help cause I'm so blind seeing signs
But I keep the stick wit my dog like a see and I

We was just lookin for a way out
Momma im sorry how this shit played out
Me and lil bruh on the steak out
No more ramen noodles we eating steaks now
I'm just glad I ain't take the grave route
Niggas hating on me that I knew since the playgrounds
I just spray rounds boy Ion play round
If u put yo gun up u gone get gunned down

Gotta play for a safe fuck tryna play it safe
I Gave my Gypsy a plate he ain't got to repay
It's 223s inside of a baby Kay
Ima Gypsy I dont bend I dont fold or break
You can't complain it come with the streets
He in air bnb flexing his edd
The robbers on his ass cause the nigga snaked the team
He been broke his whole life he just wanted to eat
Just hold on baby its gone get better
Just hold on my nigga its gone get better
It seem like funerals the only time we come together
I stay 10 toes down through the stormy weather

We was just lookin for a way out
Momma im sorry how this shit played out
Me and lil bruh on the steak out
No more ramen noodles we eating steaks now
I'm just glad I ain't take the grave route
Niggas hating on me that I knew since the playgrounds
I just spray rounds boy Ion play round
If u put yo gun up u gone get gunned down



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Writer(s): Quinton Mcclellan
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