Outtro by Teddy M Lyrics
Verse 1 : Teddy M
Yeah, finna get the gwala, then I'm out
Ain't doing anything for clout
Gotta make some action, that's a verb
Catch me rolling spliff, yea in the burbs
Young nigga grindin, yea its like that
Got too much on my mind, I wanna wipe that
I be coming with the heat, I'm on a comeback
Every single you drop, it's a wack-ass
Every time you calling on my phone
I be freezing in my zone
Cause I'm always all alone
I'm a stoner, you should know
I be wanting all this dough, every hour, every minute, every second
Till I'm gone
Yo, check that he be slacking
I be shooting, no miss now I'm back it
Every show I go it be getting lit
No friends, new money thats what supposed to be(woah)
[Refrain: 2Pac]
We already run the streets out here
So now we just gonna help somebody's brothers to get their money on
Cause we know they got talent
We got the ways to make them use their talent
To the maximum of perfect
And that's what this is about
Everybody rap
We don't rap (We don't rap)
We don't rap (We don't rap)
We don't rap
Verse 2: Teddy M
Too many wounds, you'd swear I'm in the stitches
Money over bitches, all the way to the riches
I'm too focused, you should only see the vision
Put it on next, you should play my playlist
Now everybody fucking with the young G
Did this on my own, ain't no middle man
(Ain't no middle man)
(Ain't no middle man)
(Ain't no middle man)
(On my own)
(On my own)
(On my own)
(On my own)
Verse 3: C.V.L.I
I pull out cause lil cali do not rap
I'm a lovely nigga but I'm hard like these clap
I'm chasing this cheese like lil C.V.L.i is a rat
I know what I said but to these niggas I'm cat
What I say is facts I think I might get it tat
Switch up: Teddy M
See me popping bottles with my team, no cap aye
The boy 17teen, he trynna get the racks aye
He trynna get the racks
Yeah, finna get the gwala, then I'm out
Ain't doing anything for clout
Gotta make some action, that's a verb
Catch me rolling spliff, yea in the burbs
Young nigga grindin, yea its like that
Got too much on my mind, I wanna wipe that
I be coming with the heat, I'm on a comeback
Every single you drop, it's a wack-ass
Every time you calling on my phone
I be freezing in my zone
Cause I'm always all alone
I'm a stoner, you should know
I be wanting all this dough, every hour, every minute, every second
Till I'm gone
Yo, check that he be slacking
I be shooting, no miss now I'm back it
Every show I go it be getting lit
No friends, new money thats what supposed to be(woah)
[Refrain: 2Pac]
We already run the streets out here
So now we just gonna help somebody's brothers to get their money on
Cause we know they got talent
We got the ways to make them use their talent
To the maximum of perfect
And that's what this is about
Everybody rap
We don't rap (We don't rap)
We don't rap (We don't rap)
We don't rap
Verse 2: Teddy M
Too many wounds, you'd swear I'm in the stitches
Money over bitches, all the way to the riches
I'm too focused, you should only see the vision
Put it on next, you should play my playlist
Now everybody fucking with the young G
Did this on my own, ain't no middle man
(Ain't no middle man)
(Ain't no middle man)
(Ain't no middle man)
(On my own)
(On my own)
(On my own)
(On my own)
Verse 3: C.V.L.I
I pull out cause lil cali do not rap
I'm a lovely nigga but I'm hard like these clap
I'm chasing this cheese like lil C.V.L.i is a rat
I know what I said but to these niggas I'm cat
What I say is facts I think I might get it tat
Switch up: Teddy M
See me popping bottles with my team, no cap aye
The boy 17teen, he trynna get the racks aye
He trynna get the racks