Out Of Town (VOL. 1) Lyrics

Ayy, you can catch me rollin' through the city with like 2K and my back pay

Try to get his packs back, but we just got them packs now

I know some young hitters that'll take you down

I know of some real shooters, they from out of town

My life's silent film, I don't need a sound

Whatever you say, hell if it's comin' in the town

I don't got a choice, I just gotta grind me and music bounce

The Prince in my name, I'm gettin' older, I'm a king now

19, 1927, bitch, I feel like Ching Chow now

When I put my chains on, my diamonds goin' blaze loud

I'm lookin' at green, I think I'll bleed loud

Big gang and I'm gettin' lit at the beach house

I got a whole lotta red, I got a whole lotta green

I need rehab, I got a whole lotta bread

You wanna come get me hit, now I see how

Your nigga lookin' fit, bitch, I'ma take off my head

It ain't on me now

You can catch me rollin' through the city with like 2K and my back pay

Try to get his packs back, but we just got them packs now

I know some young hitters that'll take you down

I know some real shooters, they from out of town

I know some young hitters that'll take you down