Out the Way (feat. MARXIU$)
Nigga move out the way
Hell nah the weed not laced
God damn these niggas late
God damn these niggas fake
But you know it's too late
I decide my own fate
But I got to make hate
Swear to god bitches snake
It's too crowded I need space
We don't share the same fate
Niggas know I don't play
Everything is not okay
So many problems that I face
Every singe fucking day
Niggas asking if I'm okay
Hell yeah I'm okay
Just keep going the right pace
Everything will be great
Hurry there's no time to waste
Bitch, just get out the way
There's no time for today
Niggas sell the weed they lace
The weed I get is never laced
And I smoke everyday
Hell nah I'm not late
Everyone can't be saved
That's the truth just explained
You don't know about the pain
You don't know about the game
You don't know about the fame
But these niggas are insane
Killing for fun and games
All these problems that I face
Every single fucking day
And that's word to my gang
That Ill never fucking change
And that's word to my block
That I'm gonna get my fame
And that's word to my moms
That I'm ... yo
My niggas switch it up hot
Bitches be fake so I will not trust any thot
Imma just get to the guap
Straight to the top
Tell all my haters kick rocks
Niggas been hating on me the but now they be all on my dick
Niggas been hating on me but now a nigga really lit
My niggas we came from the bottom
We all getting money
All of ya niggas just follow
I do not need none of these thot hoes
or none of these models to get to the money that's facts
Niggas be talking about me a little too much
that I'm starting to think they a rat
Niggas keep talking about me
And me n otb gon leave him on Citizen's App
And my blunts i roll is nothing u smoke
and I can really tell u that (facts)
all my Niggas really smack
If I fight all my niggas on your ass
(Gang gang gang)
No debate
All my niggas getting paid everyday
We don't have the time for the games
If u tryna play we can bang ay
Nigga move out the way
Hell nah the weed not laced
God damn these niggas late
God damn these niggas fake
But you know it's too late
I decide my own fate
But I got to make hate
Swear to god bitches snakes
Hell nah the weed not laced
God damn these niggas late
God damn these niggas fake
But you know it's too late
I decide my own fate
But I got to make hate
Swear to god bitches snake
It's too crowded I need space
We don't share the same fate
Niggas know I don't play
Everything is not okay
So many problems that I face
Every singe fucking day
Niggas asking if I'm okay
Hell yeah I'm okay
Just keep going the right pace
Everything will be great
Hurry there's no time to waste
Bitch, just get out the way
There's no time for today
Niggas sell the weed they lace
The weed I get is never laced
And I smoke everyday
Hell nah I'm not late
Everyone can't be saved
That's the truth just explained
You don't know about the pain
You don't know about the game
You don't know about the fame
But these niggas are insane
Killing for fun and games
All these problems that I face
Every single fucking day
And that's word to my gang
That Ill never fucking change
And that's word to my block
That I'm gonna get my fame
And that's word to my moms
That I'm ... yo
My niggas switch it up hot
Bitches be fake so I will not trust any thot
Imma just get to the guap
Straight to the top
Tell all my haters kick rocks
Niggas been hating on me the but now they be all on my dick
Niggas been hating on me but now a nigga really lit
My niggas we came from the bottom
We all getting money
All of ya niggas just follow
I do not need none of these thot hoes
or none of these models to get to the money that's facts
Niggas be talking about me a little too much
that I'm starting to think they a rat
Niggas keep talking about me
And me n otb gon leave him on Citizen's App
And my blunts i roll is nothing u smoke
and I can really tell u that (facts)
all my Niggas really smack
If I fight all my niggas on your ass
(Gang gang gang)
No debate
All my niggas getting paid everyday
We don't have the time for the games
If u tryna play we can bang ay
Nigga move out the way
Hell nah the weed not laced
God damn these niggas late
God damn these niggas fake
But you know it's too late
I decide my own fate
But I got to make hate
Swear to god bitches snakes
Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Hamilton, Marquis B.
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