Last Official Outlaw

[Introduction] :

Young Noble Outlaw
Shout out to Scotzilla
I'm back like I never left
Let me pop my shit
One take this joint

[Verse 1]

Listen the look on my face should tell you leave me alone
I ain't one of these rap ni#gas like beefing through the phone
From an old school cloth when ni#gas showed up at your home
Late night by myself in your bushes with a hoodie on
You took my love for granted my kindness for a weakness
A lion in the flesh I'm this calm for a reason
Smooth type demeanor, surgical with the ...
I'm no killer but don't push me ni#ga
Word to Jesus
These rappers they catch a whole lot of bodies in them verses
See these ni#gas in person rocking lip gloss and purses
I'm only scratch to the surface
Ni#ga it gets deeper
Life is a bitch and they say it's cheaper to keep her
I'm the last outlaw, that's the label Pac gave me
I'm guessing he predicted the future, he wasn't crazy
Holla if you hear me
You want my spot ni#ga you gon' either have to out rap me or kill me
Bitch

Imagine that
Listen, come on

[Verse 2]

And you ain't doing neither, these rappers is all divas
They gossip like middle school girls and they feelings
All on they podcast, all in they interviews
See me I'm knowing that silence is golden
Keep my mouth closed, sticking to the code
That's all I know
Young Noble Outlaw, ghetto gospel flow
I came up selling mix of coke
Never once tooted my nose
Undisputed beautiful flows
I love a mommy with some beautiful toes
Talking that slick shit
Struggling that hustle of music
Talking that prick shit
I ain't sold a dime in years
Every dollar legit
I'm right here out rhyming my peers
Yeah, top tier
My flow is the upper echelon
The shoulders of giants is what I rest upon
Gotta pay attention to energy
It's never wrong
.....
Gave you mother#ucker the truth ni#ga in every song
Put some respect on my name when I spoke upon
Humble for too long
Nig#as got me twisted
Nig#as ain't satisfied till they choking on a biscuit
A student of the game
Real rap I be that
A mix of KRS, Makaveli and G Rap
Rakim & Scarface
Shut the fuck up ni#ga
Do what the gods say
Just let the song play
I do this in my sleep
Abusing the beat
I'm comfortable around the killers
Yeah I'm used to the streets
I was raised in the trenches
Death around the corner
Kept missing me by inches
Looked the reaper dead
In his eyes no flinching
It's outlaw for life
Pick a side no switching
Ni#ga, stop bi#ching

[Outro]

And I ain't going nowhere
Ain't no time soon nigga
Get used to it
Feeling brand new baby
It's outlaw for life nigga
Trying to get it right, keep it right baby
Health is wealth ni#ga
F#ck it I'm about to
I'm about to get money
I'm about to do some push ups in the booth ni#ga