Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Out My Way, artist - Philthy Rich. Album song SemCity MoneyMan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SCMMLLC
Song language: English
Out My Way |
| I don’t mess with fake niggas |
| Fucked a lot of bitches |
| Know some real niggas |
| And I don’t fuckin' snitches |
| One thing on my mind |
| I gotta get it by any means necessary |
| I’m with it, aha |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| All you hoes stay out my face |
| I’m tryna get this cake |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| You hoes stay out my way |
| You lames stay out my way |
| Beause I’m tryna get this cake |
| All you lames, you can stay up out my way |
| I’m tryna make it till my team and my family straight |
| And if you fuck with me then you feel the k |
| Not tomorrow, you can die today |
| I put that on me, I can put that on the G |
| If a nigga fuck with me, then the boy gone D.I.E |
| And the shooter was me, that shit there like OD |
| And shout out Philthy, my nigga shot out with them heats |
| These pussy niggas talk, but they ain’t in these streets |
| They only want to twitter beef |
| But when I catch 'em black end, they can feel the heat |
| Man down on they fuckin' street |
| Or on they fuckin' block, fuck the fuckin' cops |
| And fuck the fuckin' ops, I fucked the fuckin' thot |
| She gave me top, and then I kicked her out |
| I’m bout the dough, I neva seen a drought |
| I don’t mess with fake niggas |
| Fucked a lot of bitches |
| Know some real niggas |
| And I don’t fuckin' snitches |
| One thing on my mind |
| I gotta get it by any means necessary |
| I’m with it, aha |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| All you hoes stay out my face |
| I’m tryna get this cake |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| You hoes stay out my way |
| You lames stay out my way |
| Beause I’m tryna get this cake |
| Look, I count a hundred grand this mornin' |
| And greased up the .40 for niggas that tryna run up on me |
| Man down, I never stand down |
| You don’t want a rap beef from me, lil' nigga |
| You want a hand out |
| I’m in Chiraq nigga with the K’s out |
| Seminary, million dollar spot, we neva seen a drought |
| On my way to the money, take the scenic route |
| And if I see them suckas linger, I’ma aim out |
| All my life, I’m a rider till the end end |
| Can’t take this money with me when I die so I’ma spend it |
| Rep the hood is in my bones, until a nigga gone |
| Everybody know about seminary across the globe |
| Now I don’t ghost ride, but I guess you ride with no problem |
| Only thing that ride between you and this gun nigga is yo problem |
| You betta give it up or 223's will riddle ya |
| For all my niggas locked up, nigga, I’ma live it up |
| I don’t mess with fake niggas |
| Fucked a lot of bitches |
| Know some real niggas |
| And I don’t fuckin' snitches |
| One thing on my mind |
| I gotta get it by any means necessary |
| I’m with it, aha |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| All you hoes stay out my face |
| I’m tryna get this cake |
| You niggas stay out my way |
| You hoes stay out my way |
| You lames stay out my way |
| Beause I’m tryna get this cake |