Get Out Lyrics

What's the point about rapping bout all these chains when I know it ain't gon' change the fact they still got us in chains

What's the point of telling you about my pain when I know I'll be okay after I smoke one to the face

What's the point of trying to buy that girl a lace when she want a new waist and she wanna be chased

Can you tell me what I'ma get out of it

In this shit too deep, I need to get out of it

I'm dying to live, this D'ussé sittin' on my liver

I'ma do whatever it say, Simon say go kill him

I don't wanna resort to violence Wanna see my children have a bigger impact on society

And find new ways to deal with insecurities inside them

Pops did a hell of a job raising me and my brother we never had to go rob

Big sis was like my second mother, women angels from God

Kicked out the house and started serving, I ain't wanna do fraud

And I can't deal with no broad

She don't got no car, I don't even wanna give my brother the lob

I done been scarred & let me tell you that shit hurt me a lot

Weight on my shoulders, starting to feel like I was losing my spot

I'm in the county asking God, when the hell I'ma get out

They waiting on me to drop

Feel like this city need me when I'm gone the Swamp in a drought

But I'm still trying to leave it everybody looking for clout

Trying to be their own celebrities

I've been with the doctor, trying to find out what's the remedy

I just called my agent, told him that we all need ten apiece

Big VO hit my phone, I told that nigga send a jet to me

Lil' bitch hit my phone, she say GVO come have sex with me

These hoes see what I'm on, I think I might need a vasectomy

Protecting me, I can't give everybody else what's left of me

She sweating me, playing Keith everytime that she have sex with me

She gotta jhitt but want richer son, just like Anthony

Can't be with me, my life a movie, Blu-ray on my DVD

Christian gon' rock her world, give her blueface and not no EBT

If I got two points every time they doubted me, that's more than Kareem

Fuck the law, I'm making orders, trying to soar above my dreams

Getting closer to God and making sure that Kailani eat

What's the point about rapping bout all these chains when I know it ain't gon' change, the fact they still got us in chains

What's the point of telling you about my pain when I know I'll be okay after I smoke one to the face

What's the point of trying to buy that girl a lace when she want a new waist and she wanna be chased

Can you tell me what I'ma get out of it

In this shit too deep, I need to get out of it