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Quentin Miller

Lookin' Out...

 

Lookin' Out...

(album: No(Thanks)... - 2018)


Oof
Brand new quap on me
Who knew that this life could be so sweet
Had a dream that rap supplied my need
Yeah
Knew that it would be

Knew that it would be sweet
I just turned my life into a sweepstake (yeah)
She want Cheesecake Factory, don't eat cheesecake (yuh)
Shout out Q.M., Jaydot, shout out CJ
No these niggas cannot play the game how we play (yeah)
I don't want that cap shit, you could keep it (keep that shit)
Shout out to this rap shit, swear I need it (need that shit)
First nigga was hungry, now I'm greedy

I put on for my squad and my team
I got hundreds busting out of my jeans
Might've thought that I was lacking, not even
I got angels looking out for me
Bad bitches coming out for me
Don't know how she fit all that in them jeans
Might've thought that I was lacking, not even
I got God looking out for me

(Yuh, aye, yuh)
And he stay doing, and he stay doing
I get love, I get love like I'm [?]
I'm not [?] like [?] with the braids on
And I'm staight up out the city where the Braves from
Every time I hit it out the park like Chipper Jones
I was [?] since the flip phones
Y'all ain't putting on
Boy you did it wrong, did it wrong (yuh)

I put on for my squad and my team (I put on, yuh, yuh)
I got hundreds busting out of my jeans
Might've thought that I was lacking, not even
I got angels looking out for me
Bad bitch popping out with me
Don't know how she fit all that in them jeans
Might've thought that I was lacking, not even
G.O.D. looking out for me

For me
I got God looking out for me
For meee
Yuh, aye
1317
1-3-1, 1-3-1, 1317

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