Ay Jay Em - Slide Out (feat. King Kam & Butter) Lyrics

I thought that I just stumbled on a pot of gold
I think it's crazy that this love shit never gotten old
I went into the world, that world's forever cold
Grabbed myself a coat and walked further than the road ever took me
I'm lucky that they never pushed me
The last thing I want is to be known as is a pussy
What the f*cks a man to do if he don't have jack to do?
Told bro I'd be back in two hours, gotta hit the stu
That's the type of shit that make me wanna make a million dollars
And I gotta do that shit 'cause my brothers some scholars
And I wasn't
I was in my class sleeping all the time
Writing raps in my mind
Remembered them just for another time
Love is something that has always been so hard to find
Blinded by the light
And my God will help me fight
And I just need a little bit of time to get it right

And my shorty, we gon' ride out
Yeah, we gon' slide out
Yeah, yeah
We gon' ride out
And my shorty, we gon vibe out
We gon' pull up, we gon' ride out
Yeah, yeah

How you wanna go about it?
Please let me know
'Cause shit been kinda getting to me, going through my head
We can either make up, or I can make smoke
Whatever it's gon' be, I just need to know the plan
Aye, aye, aye
I ain't got the time today
Money on my mind, I'ma get that shit out the way
Different day
Different play
Same ol' plan today
I'm about to get it, huh
Show me your hands today
Me and my niggas gon' ri-ri-ride
Me and my people gon' sli-I-ide
Bad little bitch tryna ri-ri-ride, yeah, yeah
Huh, I ain't got the ti-I-ime
Shit, all of 'em were mi-I-ine
Go 'head gang

And my shorty, we gon' ride out
Yeah, we gon' slide out
Yeah, yeah
We gon' ride out
And my shorty, we gon vibe out
We gon' pull up, we gon' ride out
Yeah, yeah

And my shorty we gon' ride out
Do you wanna come?
Do you wanna go?
Tell me yes or no, we gon' ride out
You wanna come with us
You can't come with us
You can't bang with us
You ain't gang enough
Digging in your pockets
And I'm blasting off, like in Houston, like a rocket
Uh
See the movement, cannot stop it
'Cause we getting to it, get into it, hop in
Hop in like a bunny, but ain't nothing funny
Uh

Drop the top 'cause it's sunny
I gotta pray to God I ain't going the wrong way
Worked so hard, I came a long way

And I really mean it
Aye, aye, aye
I can't come with you
Don't know what you doing with my heart
Every time that I come through you come and break it all apart
What am I saying?
Young King Kam getting money, getting the guap
Finna fly to ATL, gotta focus up
Finna go to school, niggas wanna think I'm a fool, but I'm really not
Remember nights we was sleeping on a cot
And now it's lamb chops
Lobster fresh up off the dock
Ah
Knowing how to do it
Tuned into the realest music
I am

And my shorty, we gon' ride out
Yeah, we gon' slide out
Yeah, yeah
We gon' ride out
And my shorty, we gon vibe out
We gon' pull up, we gon' ride out
Yeah, yeah

Pick it up
Put that shit down
Gotta pick it up
Put that shit down
Gotta pick your ass up
Put that shit down
Gotta pick your ass up and I put that shit down, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Gotta pick it up
Put that shit down, oh