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Common

Out On Bond (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

 

Out On Bond (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: Nobody's Smiling - 2014)


[Common:]
Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces
Plastic bag carryin, no toothpastes
iPhone, belt by Gucci
Bands with loose change and some car keys
To the Maserati, license plate read 'GODBODY'
Passenger side only ride hot bodies
When we was young as we wanted, show our bodies
Cadillac Com from the Southside army
The army now, don't try to harm me now
It's my time, you can't alarm me now
I ball, bitches wanna palm me now
Vacation in palm tree style
In the morning where the dons be now
Drinkin lattes, over breakfast I pray and end it with an ashe
Cops say we lookin for a nigga thats dressed nice
Seats be goin way back just like Just-Ice
Black leather wearin justice on the collar
Change is we only ain't trustin the dollars
Try to get me, get wet like bed sheets
Poli' with technique, and let the text speak
Like the led conference I rap off the head conscience
Freestyle, free trap niggaz from bondage
Every word you heard is bond is
Double-0-87, on some Bond shit, I'm out on bond

[Chorus:]
Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond)
Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond)
Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond)
Preposterous chains, top notch dames

[Vince Staples:]
Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces
Los Padrinos to juvenile placement
All for C-notes, the feds confiscatin
Back to that block with brains on the pavement
Paid restitution, O from the lootin
Took cause they did it, you was influenced
Your mind gone, life don't seem much bigger
than your time zone, broke as the rich get richer
Blunt-burnt lips and a worn-out liver
That's everyday livin, guns everywhere chillin
Got you feelin like there's money comin sooner than later
'Til then, I'll be runnin from the judge and the bailiff
Crime commitin cause these women love a man in Mercedes
I never save for when it's rainy, hope Jehovah can save me
While I'm out dumb buyin, tryin to find my time
'Til I hit the main line in that cell confined

[Chorus]

Preposterous chains, top notch dames
Classic rap music, rollin in the Range
...
Preposterous chains, top notch dames
Classic rap music, rollin in the Range

done

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