Outro Lyrics

The fuck boy, it's the street out man, this street's prophecy nigga

Most these niggas weak, my nigga

Take some more bitch man, sip my nigga

Fill me off from the ground up, my nigga

From the sewer to the entrepreneur shit, nigga

From the ghetto streets to the executive suites, my nigga

Got me straight up, my nigga

I ain't with that propaganda lifestyle, my nigga

Too real for the fake shit, wasn't that I wasn't dope enough for the industry

I'm just too real with the artistry

I'm from the mids, my nigga, the heart of the streets

It's hot in my hood, make it harder to eat

Turned 10 million down, nobody rawer than me

Sold the game for what it is, and them views wasn't what I wanted for me

I'm going dumb on the beat, getting paid to lead game, blowing strong through the streets

10% cut, without no royalties

That type of shit make your blood boil royally

Nigga, I get published and masters

At 100% without suck a dick or getting ass fucked

You niggas is clowns, I'm a real thoroughbred bitch, I'm hold shit down

I'm probably in a trap, knocking the jack

Tucked with cinnamon rounds all my life

Yeah man, it's the motherfucking mind, nigga

Fuck they talk about, nigga

It's the streets prophecy, nigga

Straight out, nigga

So they pack the motherfucking dime, nigga

You feel me, my nigga

Send my motherfucking bait, nigga

It's the fucking mind, nigga

Fuck with it or get fucked up, boy