Out for the Season
Sometimes I wish that I could stop breathin'
Just sit back, see who gon' cry for me
Who really gon' ride for me?
They took my jersey, I was out for the season
Take that in consideration I'm pleadin', I need ya'
I express my feelings through this music
Oh, Allah blessed me with this talent for to use it
If I show you love, baby, I feel you might abuse it
It's just that I been broke before, I'm not makin' excuses, oh-ohh
I could grant your wishes with these blue hundreds
But don't feel lucky when you jump inside my coupe
Wasn't nobody never sorry for me
So I don't want you feelin' sorry for you, you perfect
Bitch, I trеat you different from them hoеs 'cause you worth it
I know I fucked up, and I'm wrong but I'm workin'
'Long as you let me put my .40 in your Birkin
Yo' opps out but we gon' pop out 'cause we deserve it
My Glock pop, it go "Rah rah", tryna hurt someone
On any block, I'm gon' rock out, when we swervin'
My nigga died, can't shit slide, tryna hurt somethin'
Any designer, I'ma let you buy it 'cause we splurgin'
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Sometimes I wish that I could stop breathin'
Just sit back, see who gon' cry for me
Who really gon' ride for me?
They took my jersey, I was out for the season
Take that in consideration I'm pleadin', I need ya'
Ay, demons, jump out, leave your body on that cement
We do it for a reason, you die, we gon' be even
I just need a bitch who treat me right, I'll treat her decent
So my heart gettin' colder, by tonight, I'll get anemic
Spend some racks and drop some on my wrist, look like a freezer
Bitch, I'm out that jungle, got more stripes than fuckin' Zebras
Tinted so when they look for the Ahki, they can't see in here
Rockstar dreamers, come kick it with me, FIFA
Ohh, lately I been schemin', but I got of heart of many men
I'm a legion, I won't tie no flags, I'm no hospital, fuck allegiance
Lost so many brothers, these fuck niggas gon' be grievin', I mean it
I seen it, I felt it, blood I done smelt it
Revenge, I done dealt it, these Ks, I done held them
Jump out on your block, and bust that bitch until I melt it
Curse to every nigga who done bit the hand that helped it
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Just sit back, see who gon' cry for me
Who really gon' ride for me?
They took my jersey, I was out for the season
Take that in consideration I'm pleadin', I need ya'
I express my feelings through this music
Oh, Allah blessed me with this talent for to use it
If I show you love, baby, I feel you might abuse it
It's just that I been broke before, I'm not makin' excuses, oh-ohh
I could grant your wishes with these blue hundreds
But don't feel lucky when you jump inside my coupe
Wasn't nobody never sorry for me
So I don't want you feelin' sorry for you, you perfect
Bitch, I trеat you different from them hoеs 'cause you worth it
I know I fucked up, and I'm wrong but I'm workin'
'Long as you let me put my .40 in your Birkin
Yo' opps out but we gon' pop out 'cause we deserve it
My Glock pop, it go "Rah rah", tryna hurt someone
On any block, I'm gon' rock out, when we swervin'
My nigga died, can't shit slide, tryna hurt somethin'
Any designer, I'ma let you buy it 'cause we splurgin'
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Sometimes I wish that I could stop breathin'
Just sit back, see who gon' cry for me
Who really gon' ride for me?
They took my jersey, I was out for the season
Take that in consideration I'm pleadin', I need ya'
Ay, demons, jump out, leave your body on that cement
We do it for a reason, you die, we gon' be even
I just need a bitch who treat me right, I'll treat her decent
So my heart gettin' colder, by tonight, I'll get anemic
Spend some racks and drop some on my wrist, look like a freezer
Bitch, I'm out that jungle, got more stripes than fuckin' Zebras
Tinted so when they look for the Ahki, they can't see in here
Rockstar dreamers, come kick it with me, FIFA
Ohh, lately I been schemin', but I got of heart of many men
I'm a legion, I won't tie no flags, I'm no hospital, fuck allegiance
Lost so many brothers, these fuck niggas gon' be grievin', I mean it
I seen it, I felt it, blood I done smelt it
Revenge, I done dealt it, these Ks, I done held them
Jump out on your block, and bust that bitch until I melt it
Curse to every nigga who done bit the hand that helped it
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Ohh, I got all these problems, baby
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby
But we the worstest niggas out of all them, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Browne, Chris Blom, Archie Wallace Patmore
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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