Quan Draper - Outta Here (feat. N. C. Palma) Lyrics

Yea how I'm jaded to it
This life is new to me
I need ample space to work
I need room to breathe
Niggas tryin' me
Got like two or three
Women eyeing me
They like who is he?
Pretty pussy hits so different
What a f*ckin' thrill
Yea you sayin' that she won't
I bet she f*ckin' will
Chain frosty like the snowman
My neck is chill
I don't tolerate the fake shit
It's how I'm built
I let my bag communicate
I take it at its word
Me and that nigga in the mirror
Clash like magic / bird
You cannot f*ck with me
I'd take that shit for what it's worth
I made somethin' outta nothin'
That's how magic works
Niggas hate from last place
Pay that shit no mind
I have the cash and the energy
But not the time
I got mouths to feed
I got hits to make
Stress and dick's what my bitch
Always give and take
(respectively*)
Winnin' is habitual
And Henny shots' a ritual
All gold inside
I bought a chain for the visual
Doing too much
It's apparent that I'm very lit
Treat the problem like a good parent
I'll take care of it
Gotta switch to dark cause I'm outta clear
We gon' fill up the bag then we outta here
They ain't playin' smart they movin' outta fear
We gon' make a couple plays then we outta here
Gotta switch to dark cause I'm outta clear
We gon' fill up the bag then we outta here
They ain't playin' smart they movin' outta fear
We gon' make a couple plays then we outta here
When my tarot card flip
It's a hash brick
The Future cash means
I can't be stuck on the same shit
I seen the ship sail
That was carrying dreams
And my ambition left chalk-lined right at the scene
The next just blunder was the talk
But nothing bothering me
They Lex Lugers in the walk
But they ain't nothing to see
My disposition just to pivot
Where it's changing my reach
Can't concern myself
With all that bullshit
I got margins to keep
My whole team fated to rise up
All we needed was the infrastructure behind us
My eyes up stage lights never could blind us
I'm green room faded but on stage we goin riot
(Hold up)
Slide in the rolls for bit
When I pop through LAS
I'm lit tryna get that OGTV
Two-tone big face Hublot for my wrist
A&R my phone I answer call
Only rock Mene it's bullion
Pray the music might just put us on
Ima need that booking agent for my dawgs
I just rolled up in the stu
You know it got me locked in
That's on OG that's on KAI
& everyone I'm rolling with
I go stupid on the track
And I might pop out with your bitch
I see like everything
So please don't try to tell me what it is
Gotta switch to dark cause I'm outta clear
We gon' fill up the bag then we outta here
They ain't playin' smart they movin' outta fear
We gon' make a couple plays then we outta here
Gotta switch to dark cause I'm outta clear
We gon' fill up the bag then we outta here
They ain't playin' smart they movin' outta fear
We gon' make a couple plays then we outta here