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letra de out my face - blake yung

yea i grew up on the west of la baby
this city made me
done got no shady
riding in my mercedes
don’t try to play me
knock you out them balenci’s
only hang out with lady party like its the 80’s yea
i know you wanna f-ck with me
your man don’t make you bust like me nah
i know your man don’t go this deep
when we finish uber rides on me
bye-bye

get the h-ll up out my face
hear them talking
i don’t care bout what they say
speak my mind  i ain’t never been afraid yea yea
i been grinding
until the nights run into days yea yea
check the wrist
see the shine
i been working overtime
changed her life she will never been the same
moments made they will never fade way yea yea
you a lame yea
please stay in your lane yea
you ain’t gang yea
you can’t rock the chain yea
you a lame yea
please stay in your lane yea
you ain’t gang yea
you can’t rock the chain yea
stay a couple steps ahead
i’m just somebody that you can’t finesse
sh-t ain’t nothing but a gazelle to a lioness
its really nothing i don’t even gotta try my best
im tryna sit on 50 m’s and really nothing less
there i go bout to make the whole block hot again
this trophy on my wrist got my feeling like i’m solomon
there i go pulling out my debit card again
feel like i’m signed to badboy in this coogi cardigan
i’m looking good in this b-tch
and i’m smelling how i’m looking
you was busy riding d-ck and got your b-tch tooken’
you don’t know me like that
why you all up in my grill for
only riding with a choosen few
that i would k!ll for

- blake yung

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