Outto Flow Lyrics

Stampcamp till the end i don't trust nobody else

Still thuggin still steppin i don't need nobody help

Before i take a handout i ah rather do that shit all by myself

Got them switch's we don't need no belts

Bro got killed by his own man's i got up in that field

Pops died in the cold alone that shit gimme chills

But pressure come i don't break i gotta stay real

Call my phone bout that motion i can't stay

Staying ten you gotta know i'm too solid how i'm posed to fold?

Clicking up that ain't how it's posed to go

Allat acting till we make a nigga slow they role

Chasing fast hoes ion know if niggas slow or slow

Muhfuckas lost but moving like they know what's going on

Acting like it's smoke but still ain't blow i guess they blowing smoke

Niggas clones they tryna troll cause they know we trolls

Tight spaces tryna box me in but i ain't on the ropes

If we catch em out you ain't gone hear about it on no post

Say it's up we the type to put that shit up on the floor

Re said he crack his feins up but never told a joke

Granny died right after we spoke how i'm posed to cope?

It seem like most these lil niggas got them poles to pose

Before i had my own blick, i still ah hold my own

Took the real route, it was a lonely road

Blick with me i know better than to go alone

They ain't pressing shit but them apps up on the phones

M.I.A stand on business you know what we on