Outlaw (feat. SLNC)
King Moe
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Sitting in the trap making house calls All that loafing too expensive what your couch cost I was coasting in that rental what about y'all Told my right hand sometimes you got to hit em southpaw Middle finger to the law, I'm an outlaw Middle finger to the law, I'm an outlaw If you got vision, but no hustle, it don't amount at all I say look Open your third eye it be the ones next to you You find yourself exhausted if you being too accessible Quarterbacking plays of Hail Mary till we catch a few Don't know magic you reach for my karats you turn vegetable Around a bunch of know-it-alls it seems questionable Just a little food for thought that's indigestible When it comes to moving weight I'm a professional Plush baggies stacking work inside the sectional Pay attention to these gems I'm dropping crystal clear Playing pussy, you get fucked, but ain't no whiskers here When you roaming through the streets keep a pistol near All my kings sticked up like a wicker chair Without the fishing gear we left em hooked Claim they getting chicken but it seems undercooked That's why I'm doper than a fiend syringe They point fingers when they could be lending a hand, let's go Sitting in the trap making house calls All that loafing too expensive what your couch cost I was coasting in that rental what about y'all Told my right hand sometimes you got to hit em southpaw Middle finger to the law, I'm an outlaw Middle finger to the law, I'm an outlaw If you got vision, but no hustle, it don't amount at all I say look Switch to southpaw I hit em with the feature first Suckers know that I was born to kill like the reaper's birth Do this for the youngins in the field that's on street alert Tried to be a Christian but the preacher said that I'd be cursed Astaghfirullah I'm such a godly man Crimson tide Lexus sliding blocks is such a Hockey game Fishbowl windows so they see me drip like drops of rain Cause rain used to fall through the ceiling of my house of pain Children of the sun I know exactly what my roots are Before you step up in this field you got to take your shoes off Mike Jackson won't the only nigga that could moonwalk Cause I was trapping like a fool, stepping on some moonrock When life hand me lemons I make sweet dessert You can have the planet what your reason's worth The ghetto is a set up but the meek the earth Riding with a bomb I hope they don't do an illegal search Sitting in the trap making house calls All that loafing too expensive what your couch cost I was coasting in that rental what about Told my right hand sometimes you got to hit em southpaw Middle finger to the law, I'm an outlaw Middle finger to the law, I'm an outlaw If you got vision, but no hustle, it don't amount at all I say look
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Written by: Shakim Garner, Terrence Faison
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