Put It Out

Yeah
Done did it again
Took a while but it paid off
Finding tunes, writing bars, ruined my voice every hour on the track
Put in work 'til it gave out, yeah
Every night counting days off
Run it back 'cause I hate how it came out
Self-reflect then recall how my mom taught me patience
I know it's good when I can't stop, yeah
And I been doing a lot of praying
Laying both my hands on the pavement
After laying both these hands on a bitch that's-
Got a lot to say about what I'm making
I had no fucking clue if you knew
But they do not get what I do
Making music that's bigger than both me and you
And if I don't find peace then I'm better off without it
I just really want to hear them shout it
Fuck them, I'mma win and then get some
Want to be the first in going platinum
Funny how I got them all tryna' square up
Funny done got all these rappers doing stand-up
Yeah, got them hating on the album
Try it bitch, I'mma dare you
I'm the motherfucking rapper that your fucking rapper raps to
Yeah, put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out
Yeah, yeah just put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out
Yeah, put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out
Yeah, yeah just put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out
I got some hits in the vault
Gave them a taste, that's what's up
Drops after drops after drops
Got them all thinking my head's out the box
Got all their eyes on my face
I let them know, I do the most
They can't feel all the things that I say
I give my all then I get it in gold
Got them on defense, ain't gon' take me on
Homie what you mean?
Seeing all the fans, got them saving up for this shit
They don't know they ain't do it like me
Came for the one, but she left with the ugly ass motherfucker
Man that ain't never be me
Jump on the gun, cause they got their dummy caps on
I don't kill, I just do it on the beat, yeah
And I make the hits every time I done think
That the song ain't a smash
Flush all this shit like you do all your kids
Except mine won't end up in the trash
I let it slip, but I still made it quick
Homie yours never got out the stash
Bust to the clip, like it gave me a lisp
I be spilling that slime on her ass
Everybody want to test, really couldn't care less
When I know they all got a lot to say say
That's why I'm the best
'Cause they know it's never a been a contest
I just give them all the okay
"Yeah I am your biggest fan"
"Never heard of what's your name? Clumsygang?"
Yeah, I know that's what they all say (Clumsy)
They show it on the gram, spending bottles when I can
Don't tell them man I got that shit from KK
Yeah, put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out
Yeah, yeah just put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out
Yeah, put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out
Yeah, yeah just put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out



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Writer(s): Adam Imanullah
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