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Walk Out

 

Walk Out

(album: The Hegelian Dialectic 2: The Book of Heroine - 2022)


"Tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game"
"Take a walk"
"Tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game"
"Take a walk"
Uh huh
Hold up baby
You know I got to take care of this real quick, yeah
What up [?] the bag
Uh huh
Yeah

Been in the house for three days high on drugs
Me and my bitch, all we do is fight and we fuck
I been neglecting my first love, a lot of cash
She been cheating on me out there with all these other cats
And the first rule of business, secure the bag
Another one and another one, you could ask Khaled
How the young OG's spin, my burn like the power line
I made that currency flow
This three hundred fifty-seven thousand volts will shock the life out you
I get back to this money, forget all about you
The only thing popping over here is gun powder
Other than that, I'm laid back admiring my life
I got a tight network of great people
We get things done, rain, sleet, hail, or snow
I'm out, outside where it's icy cold
But the money keep a nigga on fire though
Ay

It's four seasons, it's no day off
3-6-5, I'm stuck to the grind
I can't shake all this good fortune
Addiction is sex, drugs, money, and the spotlight
Get some

It's a war going on, nigga, come outside
You on that bitch too long, nigga, come outside
That's how you turn soft, you's a fucking tick
Stop breastfeeding, you're missing all the action
We just booked the mark for 70, 000
TVs and MacBooks falling off trucks
The lil' homies pulled up, their trunk full of guns
Try to sell me an arsen-, I just need a lil one
Hit the club with the homies, we're just shooting the shit
Chicks try to dance on me, but I curve all of them
I got a thing for a queen, but you're not a queen
I got a lioness on my bed, she's waiting on me
Bumped into the RZA, we exchanged math, this what I'm talking 'bout
I ain't seen him a year, this why I need to be out
Every now and again, but not too much
I got to keep my mystique mysterious
Serious

It's four seasons, it's no day off
3-6-5, I'm stuck to the grind
I can't shake all this good fortune
Addiction is sex, drugs, money, and the spotlight
Get some

"Tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game"
"Take a walk", "No doubt indeed"
"Tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game"
"Take a walk"

done

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