outofplace

Know what I'm sayin'

I got a band in my lap right now, know what I'm sayin'

It's just like my lil baby or something, shit

Know what I'm sayin'

I been feeling out of place

Been feeling out of love

I feel the love of shawty face

I feel the love of shawty waist

Dead friends, Benjamins

Dead friends, Benjamins

No fear, no feelings man

Got crazy brothers, they will kill a man

Pistol on my side, that’s just how we ride

Pistol on my side, that’s just how we ride

Gun to your head, bands will hit your dome

God forgive me please, I know that I'm wrong

I know that I’m wrong, I know this a sin

But if it come to it, I'll do it again

Fell in love with the fashion, the money, the drugs, and all of it

What I want from the game? Bitch I want all of it

Treat her like my princess, buy her some heels

I want my fam way up in the hills

Straight out to London, now way in the hills

I just want money, I just want the bills

I’m in the backseat of the ghost

I’m smoking that dope blowing ghost

Came a long way from whipping the wagon boost

Now I'm whipping this foreign hoe, adíos

Told you I'd take a trip out to Cali

So I did it, best believe it

Them mans run with the cats in the alleys

You can't trust 'em, best believe it

They say Hardrock, you're so, oh so worthy, you a prophet, best believe it

See you running the world in visions, you the one, yeah I see it

See your head on your shoulders, I take it off

We ain't worried about them bills, I'll pay it off

All my work and dedication paying off

Keep my foot on they necks, I ain't taking off

If I got to I'm bussing, I'm bussing, let that motherfuckin' led off

Let that motherfucker let it off, I'm a motherfuckin' let it off

I been feeling out of place, been feeling out of love

I feel the love of shawty face

I feel the love of shawty waist

Dead friends, Benjamins

Dead friends, Benjamins

No fear, no feelings man

Got crazy brothers, they will kill a man

Pistol on my side, that’s just how we ride

Pistol on my side, that’s just how we ride

Gun to your head, bands will hit your dome

God forgive me please, I know that I'm wrong

I know that I’m wrong, I know this a sin

But if it come to it, I'll do it again

Fell in love with the fashion, the money, the drugs, and all of it

What I want from the game? Bitch I want all of it

Treat her like my princess, buy her some heels

I want my fam way up in the hills

Straight out to London, now way in the hills

I just want money, I just want the bills

I’m in the backseat of the ghost

I’m smoking that dope blowing ghost

Came a long way from whipping the wagon boost

Now I'm whipping this foreign hoe, adíos

Told you I'd take a trip out to Cali

So I did it, best believe it

Them mans run with the cats in the alleys

You can't trust 'em, best believe it

They say Hardrock you're so, oh so worthy, you a prophet, best believe it

See you running the world in visions, you the one, yeah, I see it