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Dee Hundo - Get out the Way lyrics

Artist: Dee Hundo

album: 3 Hundo World


When can I get out the way
Buy that condo by the bay
Tryna still get back to Dayton
That's my second home, aye
You don't want to go that way
N that's a one way
N died up on that side
I done stood outside the gate
And by the gate mean heaven gates
On two phones no Kevin Gates
I get high and take a blast off then I enter outer space
Ain't no reason man it can't
I smoke drugs to numb the pain
Ever say the 3 in vain, I'm turn yo ass to change
Fuck a chain yea time is changing
Fuck the clock my watch is ancient
Went nuts three hundo one
And that tape straight came out my basement
Fuck a bitch I'm paper chasing
Kill the rat no hesitation
Man I heard my homie froze, that's a sticky situation
I get high and if you talk loud
Ima empty out the place
Show no tears, show no pain
I grew up around some things
Homie told yea stay solid I know you won't say a thing
Put my feelings in the rapping
I ain't in it for the fame
I don't trust none of you bitches
We gone use you for a raid
Go find out where his ass stay
Go find out that n name
But you bet no catch no feelings
He just like them other stains
I was just a youngin posted
I wasn't selling lemonade
Ain't never sold no lemonade
But I got juice if you could pay
Brodie just hit up my phone
He said the opps around the way
You got beef then we got steak
Can't talk if ain't bout the cake
Blue strips sit inside my pocket
That ain't Fendi, yo' shit fake n
Tell me what you make n
Ain't making bank n
You hoes never safe n
So better shake n
I stay by cake n
Don't need no safe n
I got cheese in all my pockets
And that shit stank n
Ain't trained to go, don't keep a pole
Went on a mission, yo ass froze
Interrogation, he woulda told
You trust em round you, oh you bold
Left his head red now he bold
If I go down, stick to the code
These streets get cold best bring a coat
Still ynf the fuck you on n
I was stuck up on a bracelet
Really stuck up on that bracelet
I was in and out of court
Looking at these judges faces
Know these people tryna cage me
Yea but I won't let it faze me
We was shackled in a van
Tryna look for an escapement
Bitch I'm two months off probation
Bitch I'm two o's off yo rank
If you knew about the 3
You wouldn't of started beef today
Bring these weapons out today
Bring these veterans out today
Like added auto tune, it's extensions on the Drake
If you talk it like you walk it
Pour some codeine in that drank
Yea now sip it, how'd it taste?
Ha you should of seen yo face
Yea this purple leave you drowsy
Take you to another place
Whats in my blunt? yea it's hectic
I think this a foreign strain

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