Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Way Out, artist - Jack Harlow. Date of issue: 08.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Way Out |
| Man I wish that I could kill her |
| I wish that I could still feel her |
| Now I’m at the club looking for a fill up |
| Bar tender make sure my drink stay filled up |
| Man look at this mess I’m in |
| In my darkest hours I can’t see the horizons |
| But I still remember her sizes |
| 34 — 22 — 35 eeh… |
| Eh, and I’m the man to these broads |
| Who one glass I could get 'em to ménage |
| Through all of the screaming and all the applause |
| I’m Mr Big Shot, but you was my star |
| Hey Juliet I guess our books done, huh? |
| You know I ain’t book smart |
| Cause I just thought it was a book mark |
| And we could’ve pick up where we left off |
| There’s nothing left to say, now |
| Cause I’ll be on my way, now |
| And I’ll be moving way out, way out, way out… |
| There’s nothing left to say, now |
| Cause I’ll be on my way, now |
| And I’ll be moving way out, way out, way out |
| Out of your way… |
| Man I wish that I could shoot her |
| I wish that I never knew her |
| Man what I’m suppose to do, huh? |
| She my backbone how I’m suppose to maneuver? |
| And I know I said it last time |
| But I swear last time was the last time |
| But now she say it’s all past time |
| And I feel like I see my flat line |
| And I’m suppose to be a man and all |
| But when you get that involved |
| You gotta start thinking with your head |
| Nah your real head, not the one in your pants and uh… |
| Man she was suppose to be my baby |
| Man we was suppose to see a baby |
| Man I would’ve gave her everything |
| Better life, wedding ring, everything we never seen… |
| I guess we’ll never see it now |
| Man I wish that I could stab her |
| Remember when I used to grab her |
| I wish a nigga still had her |
| It’s gone hurt to see another nigga have her |
| When I call there’s no answer |
| And she ain’t love Big Sean she loved Sean Anderson |
| Man you could probably feel me dying |
| And you could probably hear her crying |
| She killing me from the inside out |
| Took everything in the crib that was inside, out |
| She priceless, and I can’t afford it |
| You want space baby and I gave you orbit |
| So come home, home is where the heart is |
| She say whenever I’m here I feel heartless |
| So it’s time to part then… |
| I beg your pardon? |
| We’ll be back tomorrow, nah! |