Get Away

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Ballout Maine

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Ayee Aye (3E)

Ballouttt, I just got to get away (I just got to get away)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up
And roll me up a jay of some reefah (the gas) 
I be getting money every season (dat cash)
So tell them haters i can't see em (at all)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up (feet up)
And roll me up a jay of some reefah 
I be getting money every season (every season)
So tell them haters i can't see em (I can't see em)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away from the pussies (the pussies)
And roll me up a jay of the cookies (the cookies)
Oh look they watching
I went from a young n**** starving (damn)
To blue hundreds bussin out my pocket (the benjis)
Yeah, I got a bag all I do is stack
Use to be broke now im counting racks
They biting my swagg im on full attack
I pray to god he won't take me back
Came a long way from the trap
With my bros now we counting up
Lean lean got me feeling stuck
F*ck a bitch and get money bruh
Sex good but it ain't enough
Commas coming really adding up
Got to maintain, stay in your lane
Get to the green say f*ck the lames
Got to get away from where I stay
Because its too much hate 
I pray for better days
About to take a flight, to somewhere nice
In the suburbs where i could sleep at night

I just got to get away, kick my feet up
And roll me up a jay of some reefah (the gas) 
I be getting money every season (dat cash)
So tell them haters i can't see em (at all)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up (feet up)
And roll me up a jay of some reefah  
I be getting money every season (every season)
So tell them haters i can't see em (I can't see em)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away to an island
Way far up in the ocean like a pirate
Now these bitches smiling (goofies)
Just cause they see my money piling (cash)
I'm in the fast lane to the cash with extra mileage (yeah)
I do the dash getting to the bag (bag)
Low key moving like who is that
N****s know me I love to flex
When I walk through they breaking necks
But you know me I don't break a sweat
Ain't up yet but I'm up next
Had to stay down to get where I'm at
Long nights I got to stretch the check
Got to thank god for better days
Ima keep going hard each every way
When I get up don't ride my wave
Because I know who was real and was down to stay
Ayeee 
I just got to get away and roll my weed up (my weed up)
Man I'm just cooling with my feet up (my feet up)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up
And roll me up a jay of some reefah (the gas) 
I be getting money every season (dat cash)
So tell them haters i can't see em (at all)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

I just got to get away, kick my feet up (feet up)
And roll me up a jay of some reefah 
I be getting money every season (every season)
So tell them haters i can't see em (I can't see em)
No I can't see em, I can't see em (Ayee)

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