WAY OUT

[Intro]
(Enot gon' shoot you up)

[Chorus]
They say I'm the way out
But I'm still in the trenches and shit like I don't even know
I was just at a opp lo' in the back of the house with a chop pointed right at his door
I'm a real nigga, I spit all facts
Gotta dial back, can't put too much in the song
Heard what he said, responded by sprayin'
Goofy-ass nigga got hit with that chrome
First he was threatin', textin', sendin' them messages and shit to my phone
FaceTime him, now you can't 'cause he gone
All that tough-ass talk, he had his fan, ain't blow
Can't talk down on the drive-by, know how that go
Shit just happened so fast
When I went to glide, I got out my window to throw

[Verse]
It's tied on, we just got that lo'
I get to all my bros, they savages
I'm tryna see who gon' get there first
I had to stop my self, I almost mentioned the nigga we put in the dirt
Nigga let a shot off on my shit, you don't know how that got us turnt
Never just waitin' on somethin', rifles all down my turf
Shorty 'nem from the back of my shit ready to splat like they let off a [?]
Two hundred shots hit the middle of the car in the middle of the block, he couldn't reverse
Kill you a nigga, you ain't even feelin' to get you a ticket, a beautiful murder
I just look like this, I'm crooked as shit, I'm not a beautiful person (Enot gon' shoot you up)
If he ain't with me, I'm slimin' him out, this nothin' I'm thinkin' about
Tell foenem I got us a lick, this sweet-ass bitch got the shit in the couch
A nigga can't tell us they [?] for real 'cause if shit was [?], we wouldn't have a doubt
I wish niggas say how they feel, quit holdin' shit in
Nigga move like a bitch with a dick in her mouth
I don't even know what this shit be about
Nigga, never had pressure when my killers around
It's love with the 4 and 6 and the 9
We brothers, ain't none of us guys
He went against the mob
All us threw up the 4 and said fuck him the minute he died
Play with they heads, the shit I be sayin' (Enot gon' shoot you up)
I got motherfuckers tryna break down my lines

[Chorus]
They say I'm the way out
But I'm still in the trenches and shit like I don't even know
I was just at a opp lo' in the back of the house with a chop pointed right at his door
I'm a real nigga, I spit all facts
Gotta dial back, can't put too much in the song
Heard what he said, responded by sprayin'
Goofy-ass nigga got hit with that chrome
First he was threatin', textin', sendin' them messages and shit to my phone
FaceTime him, now you can't 'cause he gone
All that tough-ass talk, he had his fan, ain't blow
Can't talk down on the drive-by, know how that go
Shit just happened so fast
When I went to glide, I got out my window to throw

[Outro]
(Enot gon' shoot you up)