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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Mob
Performer
A$AP Twelvyy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
De Vante Frazier
Composer
Jamel Phillips
Composer
Dennis Lambert
Composer
Larry Kusik
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Soprano
Producer
Hector Delgado
Recording Engineer
Geebizzy
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's no way out
There's no way out
There's no way out
There's no way out
There's no way out
There's no way out
There's no way out
[Verse 2]
I'm feeling like Puff back in nine-eight
Bad Boy here, boost the crime rate
My hand good but the nine great
Fuck the law, ****, crime pays, can't tax dirty money
Thank the Lord for dirty money Man, I used to be dead broke
Now my bank full of dead folks, get the Benji's with my brothers
Grant's for the pills and the Jackson's to my mother
Mama love kept me so clean, and I got it with the dope fiends
Now I'm trying to get my dope clean
Hoes scream when they get a glimpse of the whole team
In that Velour VLONE
A nutcracker at the kingdom, and work banging on my ringtone
Whole team getting dough, she ain't even know
It's the year of that A$AP
**** slept on us, now it's time for that payback
[Verse 3]
This man's stressed 'round here, got my bulletproof vests
And my Tec 'round here
I just wanna get away, but I can't get away
This man's stressed 'round here, got my bulletproof vests and my
Tec 'round here
I just wanna get away, but I can't get away
[Verse 4]
It's like my back's against the wall
See a **** want it all, run the game with my dogs
See, they praying that I fall
Another mirror on the wall, front page of The Source
A bloodstain on the floor
Another black boy lost, left slain in the park
Man, they killed my ****, Stack B
I'm yelling, free my ****, Max P Man, they killed that boy
Trayvon I got the right to carry firearms
Bill of Rights, I know my shit
Put your books in some loaded clips, tell the law, suck my dick
Free my ****, S-1
And Remy, too, for them two, I 'ma wreck, son
Light something, know a **** stressed
Know a **** blessed, gotta get this shit up off my chest
Fuck the rest 'cause when sun is set
I' ma burn your neck and kill some clouds with my loaded Tec
Trigger happy, **** nappy head beezy motherfucker,
Been easy, motherfucker
[Verse 5]
This man's stressed 'round here
Got my bulletproof vests and my Tec 'round here
I just wanna get away
But I can't get away
This man's stressed 'round here
Got my bulletproof vests and my Tec 'round here
I just wanna get away
But I can't get away
I just wanna get away, but I can't get away
This man's stressed 'round here
But I can't get away
This man's stressed 'round here
Got my bulletproof vests and my Tec 'round here
I just wanna get away
I just wanna get away
There's no way out
Written by: De Vante Frazier, Dennis Lambert, Jamel Phillips, Larry Kusik