Blackin' Out ft. TWB Lyrics

Blackin' out, blackin' out

I done lost my ways, I just pray I'm back in route

I don't get no sleep, that's until I'm cashin out

Work eight days a week, ain't no way I'm backin down

Blackin' out, blackin' out

Been goin' so hard, need that credit, max it out

They been catchin' Z's, tell me what is that about

If they think they catchin' me, it's a dream

Yeah

To catch me, that's no dream, I been battlin' savages

Check the data list, I'm known to leave the baddest inadequate

Fuck you talkin' bout, I swear to God, the practice is passionate

I can't show you how, I just came out my dad and I had this shit

I can't tell, no I ain't tattlin', we back in the bag again

Blackin' out and talkin' shit, yeah we came back in to brag again

It's T dub and Mav again, wake'em up if they haven't been

I been workin' 9 to 9's, yeah I'm that one who's been at this shit

Since a youngin', now I'm bumpin', they play me when they hustlin'

Bustin' ass to be productive, need a fix?, dog I been pluggin'

So I got it if you need it, I'm so hot, I'm so conceited

When I pop, it's for a reason, I been noddin' off and dreamin'

So excuse me if I black out, might lose control and pass out

It's like that when I'm locked in, refuse to lose and pop shit

That's what it takes, yeah you see what it makes

I'm a livin' fuckin' legend, they don't know, but I can wait

Blackin' out, blackin' out

I done lost my ways, I just pray I'm back in route

I don't get no sleep, that's until I'm cashin out

Work eight days a week, ain't no way I'm backin down

Blackin' out, blackin' out

Been goin' so hard, need that credit, max it out

They been catchin' Z's, tell me what is that about

If they think they catchin' me, it's a dream

Yeah

I made this bein' quiet

Only fear the sound of silence

Blackin' out and I get violent

Tunnel vision when I'm workin', break my pencil, start a riot

Sweat glands embedded, diamonds encrusted, embedded

Dead set on bustin' the heads of your jewelers Arabic head in, capiche

I ain't makin' peace, naked gun, from under cheese

Finger fuckin' banks until there's cum on top my invoice sheets

Never left a stone unturned, I flipped it ten times at the lake

And ended up across the world

I've seen the ocean more than half of y'all will in your life

Concentrated on winnin', I made a promise to my soon-to-be wife

That I'ma make a life, off of rappin', sacrifice

A healthy livin' doin' shit I never liked

Workin' till my paradise becomes a boring life

Where foreign cars aren't foreign cars and my misfortunes pay the price