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DJ Drama

I'm Out

 

I'm Out

(Album: I Showed U So - 2023)


[Yo Gotti & DJ Drama:]
It's been a pleasure
We told you and we showed you
My nigga Gotti
And like that
See, I look at this shit like football, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, this that NFL, nigga (June, you're a genius)
Never (We gone), felt love
Never found love (I showed you so)
And of course
No fake love
I told you (Gangsta Grizzills)

[Yo Gotti:]
I survived the streets (Streets), and never been touched (Touched)
They call it manifesting, I just never lost a crush
Niggas acting sus (Sus), you should call 'em sis (Huh?)
And I ain't homophobic, you just acting like a bitch
Free that nigga— that shit foul as it gets
Opening up the 'Gram, watching his homeboy snitch
Hurt me to my heart (Heart), sickness in my stomach (Stomach)
Seeing him in that courtroom make me wanna vomit (Ugh)

Ayy, free them niggas for real
Ayy, we praying for you, my nigga, we know what you going through

I got rich and started stressing, this a curse or it's a blessin'?
We spend millions on security, but they still ain't no protection
I'm in NY with my weapon (Weapon), I'm in LA with my weapon (Weapon)
I'm on offense, I'm on defense, play with me, I'm star stepping
My Phantom just get driven (Driven), I wake up with adrenaline (I'm nervous)
We never said don't love your bitch, just don't put her in your business (You heard me?)
That's pressure on your children (You heard me?), they mama now a witness (A witness)
Her family just diss him because that shit can't be forgiven (And that's that)
Big Gotti, yeah, I'm cocky (Cocky)
Three-carat tennis chain on my bitch and that shit rocky (Rocky)
Yeah, I ain't talking boxing
Floors full of white and ice, no hockey
Pots on stoves, niggas cooking it like hibachi
Niggas fucking up the re-up, steady stacking up the profits
Running 'round here flexing, buying watches
Ma, I pray these niggas stop it
Only posting on my socials, 'cause I ain't social
Ayy, that's Gotti, he paranoid, don't approach him
And you know he got that toaster
And you know he having motion
Something big, one in the head, that shit ain't sitting inside no holster
Ain't never accepting no ho shit, that nigga there gon' be vocal
Just bought a crib on the coastal, he ain't going back and forth with no locals
Ain't going back and forth with no dealer
You want a bad bitch, you can build her
See, I'm the type that don't kiss and tell
I'll never buy a bitch a BBL
But I'll buy a ho a lot of Chanel
Make a wish, I'm a well (Well)
I'm a gangster and a player (Player)
How she yours if you pay her?
How she mine, half-naked?
On the 'Gram, can't respect it (Can't)
Real nigga, I'ma check it (Check it)
Know the brand, protect it
Reputation and relationships, gotta know your worth
That's a Birkin with no money in it, bitch, you living out a purse
And I can't believe you niggas talking on these phones (For real?)
Calling from a jail like you alone, you niggas ain't tryna come home
Damn, they said on the call that they recording, you not listenin'? (This call is subject to recording and monitoring)
I don't get it, 'cause you ignoring it
And I just seen a father (Father), telling on his son (Disgusting)
And I just seen a drug dealer (A drug dealer?), telling on his moms
I'm officially out these streets, nigga (It's over), what have it become?
I got principles and morals, but my feelings all numb (Shh)

(Gangsta Grizzills)
Where I come from, every day you wake up, every day you leave the house, you taking a chance on
Going to the federal penitentiary or getting killed
All my closest friends gone
You know what I'm sayin'? I know what come with this lifestyle, like
That's why I trip off on these—
That always wanna specify how much they in the street and how much they wanna be street in they hood
Nigga, where I come from, you tryna get out the hood
That's the obstacle, nigga

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