
Out of Control Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah, I know
Everybody spreading lies on Ohio
People always gotta talk
Say it to our face, turn off the damn phone
This ain't nothing new for us tho
We crawled through the mud, man we ran through the snow
They've been talking down on us
Don't care what you say cause we've heard it all before
Man cannot let these niggas run the damn show
Cause we want it more
All that cheating and lying ain't good for the soul
Let's settle the score
When we rise don't try and act friendly
Expectations are no longer pressing
All your lies through your fake ass smiles
Can't hold us back, time to go buck wild
God knows what we've been
Forgive us, Lord, for they sin
Time to run it up again
At all cost gotta win
This a trip for the soul
Gotta sell or be sold
This our time can't fold
Y'all break rules
We out of control
God knows what we've been
Forgive us, Lord, for they sin
Time to run it up again
At all cost gotta win
This a trip for the soul
Gotta sell or be sold
This our time can't fold
Y'all break rules
We out of control
Nothing to lose we out of control
Ain't nothing left with the rights that you hold
God don't like evil to late to atone
But it seems y'all was made as a test to outgrow
Mouths will stay shut as we run to the thrown
Heads will stay high as the truth with be shown
Checkers turned chess, but the strategy's known
We will not rest till we get what we owed
So we work till we drop
Then get up, cant stop
This a climb, to the top
Times running out, we watching the clock
Got nothing to say, to the ops
Don't act like we friends, cause we not
We know what was said, we ain't forgot
Got 21 savages we need a lot
Yeah
God knows what we've been
Forgive us, Lord, for they sin
Time to run it up again
At all cost gotta win
This a trip for the soul
Gotta sell or be sold
This our time can't fold
Y'all break rules
We out of control
God knows what we've been
Forgive us, Lord, for they sin
Time to run it up again
At all cost gotta win
This a trip for the soul
Gotta sell or be sold
This our time can't fold
Y'all break rules
We out of control
Please don't go talking can't back it up
Prayed on our downfall, they set us up
You could go online 8 more times
Spread some more lies
And that shit couldn't ever go phasing us
All the hating did nothing but make us tough
We ain't asking permission, we taking stuff
Like a fat kid at lunch we can finish our plate
And we still starving we haven't had enough
If our time is our money we rich today
Man the drive to be great's in our DNA
And we balling on niggas like NBA
And we number one y'all just fade away
And I said to my boys we can't take it there
But it seems in this game y'all ain't playing fair
So it's me and my guys, we will lay down our lives
To make sure y'all got nothing but hateful prayers
God knows what we've been
Forgive us, Lord, for they sin
Time to run it up again
At all cost gotta win
This a trip for the soul
Gotta sell or be sold
This our time can't fold
Y'all break rules
We out of control
God knows what we've been
Forgive us, Lord, for they sin
Time to run it up again
At all cost gotta win
This a trip for the soul
Gotta sell or be sold
This our time can't fold
Y'all break rules
We out of control