In & Out the Way
It's a lot of things in my life all the time
It's a lot of things on my mind all the time
I can't get the time that I'd like
Gotta deal with one thing at a time
Must've forgot I'm a hero in real life
Way too much shit in my bag sometimes I wish I had a lifeline
Way too much shit going on but I promise I'll make time for you
If I told you that I'm fuckin' with you then I'd do it all for you
If I told you that I'm fuckin' with you then we stuck like some glue
If you wanna go to war about it when you see me nigga, better shoot
Racks falling out my pocket, racks falling out my pocket all blue
Diamonds sittin' on my body, diamonds sittin' on my body igloo
You not in my rank, everything you put out stank
Get the fuck on with that bullshit nigga, I ain't the one you wan' play
I don't even care about plays I'm so in and out the fuckin' way
SVR or the SVJ, or should I pull up in tank?
I got plays and I got rank
Eat so good nigga's seen my plate
Keep that clout and keep that fame
I'm so up I could quit any day
Long as nigga's know my name
I could go out any day
I could go out any day
I could go out, I could go out
But Pimp C, why're you so mad? It just seem like you real angry
You know why I'm mad? Let me tell you why I'm mad
I'm mad because everybody on these records lying
Everybody lying, everybody's this big e-boy, everybody's these hardcore gangsters
Everybody gon' do this to each other when they see each other
And the truth be told, we too blessed and we having too much money in this rap game to be going to war with each other
Right
It's a lot of things on my mind all the time
I can't get the time that I'd like
Gotta deal with one thing at a time
Must've forgot I'm a hero in real life
Way too much shit in my bag sometimes I wish I had a lifeline
Way too much shit going on but I promise I'll make time for you
If I told you that I'm fuckin' with you then I'd do it all for you
If I told you that I'm fuckin' with you then we stuck like some glue
If you wanna go to war about it when you see me nigga, better shoot
Racks falling out my pocket, racks falling out my pocket all blue
Diamonds sittin' on my body, diamonds sittin' on my body igloo
You not in my rank, everything you put out stank
Get the fuck on with that bullshit nigga, I ain't the one you wan' play
I don't even care about plays I'm so in and out the fuckin' way
SVR or the SVJ, or should I pull up in tank?
I got plays and I got rank
Eat so good nigga's seen my plate
Keep that clout and keep that fame
I'm so up I could quit any day
Long as nigga's know my name
I could go out any day
I could go out any day
I could go out, I could go out
But Pimp C, why're you so mad? It just seem like you real angry
You know why I'm mad? Let me tell you why I'm mad
I'm mad because everybody on these records lying
Everybody lying, everybody's this big e-boy, everybody's these hardcore gangsters
Everybody gon' do this to each other when they see each other
And the truth be told, we too blessed and we having too much money in this rap game to be going to war with each other
Right
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Writer(s): Jordan Kezimbira
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