Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Out On Bond, artist - Common. Date of issue: 21.07.2014
Song language: English
Out On Bond |
| Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces |
| Plastic bag carryin, no toothpastes |
| iPhone, belt by Gucci |
| Bands with loose change and some car keys |
| To the Maserati, license plate read 'GODBODY' |
| Passenger side only ride hot bodies |
| When we was young as we wanted, show our bodies |
| Cadillac Com from the Southside army |
| The army now, don’t try to harm me now |
| It’s my time, you can’t alarm me now |
| I ball, bitches wanna palm me now |
| Vacation in palm tree style |
| In the morning where the dons be now |
| Drinkin lattes, over breakfast I pray and end it with an ashe |
| Cops say we lookin for a nigga thats dressed nice |
| Seats be goin way back just like Just-Ice |
| Black leather wearin justice on the collar |
| Change is we only ain’t trustin the dollars |
| Try to get me, get wet like bed sheets |
| Poli' with technique, and let the text speak |
| Like the led conference I rap off the head conscience |
| Freestyle, free trap niggaz from bondage |
| Every word you heard is bond is |
| Double-0−87, on some Bond shit, I’m out on bond |
| Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond) |
| Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond) |
| Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond) |
| Preposterous chains, top notch dames |
| Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces |
| Los Padrinos to juvenile placement |
| All for C-notes, the feds confiscatin |
| Back to that block with brains on the pavement |
| Paid restitution, O from the lootin |
| Took cause they did it, you was influenced |
| Your mind gone, life don’t seem much bigger |
| than your time zone, broke as the rich get richer |
| Blunt-burnt lips and a worn-out liver |
| That’s everyday livin, guns everywhere chillin |
| Got you feelin like there’s money comin sooner than later |
| 'Til then, I’ll be runnin from the judge and the bailiff |
| Crime commitin cause these women love a man in Mercedes |
| I never save for when it’s rainy, hope Jehovah can save me |
| While I’m out dumb buyin, tryin to find my time |
| 'Til I hit the main line in that cell confined |
| Preposterous chains, top notch dames |
| Classic rap music, rollin in the Range |
| Preposterous chains, top notch dames |
| Classic rap music, rollin in the Range |