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letra de no way out (remix) - scorey

[intro]
uh

[chorus]
i was out here on my childish sh-t, out here wildin’ sh-t
but we gon’ [?] to make it out this sh-t, my n-gga promised it
’cause we was in that school of hard knocks, without no scholarships
’cause i was out here on my wylin’ sh-t, out here child and sh-t
i told all my n-ggas, “promise we gon’ make it out this sh-t
’cause we ain’t get to give no scholarships, ’cause school was hard as sh-t
[verse 1]
there’s no way out this lifestyle, man my life well
‘member when n-ggas was shooting them pipes, and it’s stupid, there could’ve been lights out
i’m tryna buy boots and rock jewellery, all jewellery, n-gga i’m tryna be iced out
remember when me and lil’ zuly had straps, was gettin’ stupid, was bringing them dikes out
for real, back to back summers we locked tommy guns in the jail
hooted that time, it was real
[?] come to the strips, so much clips in the quarry, the demo was gripped in wit’ still
we used to get them road runners in seattle, guns when tooshi was spinnin’ the wheels
when terry was holdin’ that burner, we stayed away, stand over [?] and ’80’s whip
look, i ain’t gon’ lie, bro got hit out, we shook
i was still young, wit’ the head in my books
50 high, jumped in the streets, i was hooked
60 was just tryna get to the check
70, [?] and we’ll see how it look
zuly got hit, hat to bring out the tec’
he told me that somebody had to get cooked
that boy to the sleep, don’t remember he got booked
last thing i remember, right for me and chipz had parted ways
i could’ve stayed in school, i chose to do this sh-t the harder way
blair had lost his mom, and i had seemed to take his heart away
so ever since that day, i hop you know that i’m one call away (gang, gang, gang, gang)

[chorus]
i was out here on my childish sh-t, out here wildin’ sh-t
but we gon’ [?] to make it out this sh-t, my n-gga promised it
’cause we was in that school of hard knocks, without no scholarships
’cause i was out here on my wylin’ sh-t, out here child and sh-t
i told all my n-ggas, “promise we gon’ make it out this sh-t
’cause we ain’t get to give no scholarships, ’cause school was hard as sh-t, look
[verse 2]
i wrote this one for lil’ zuly
i was feelin’ like i left you
we was mobbin’, you got shot
and i was nowhere for to help you
we jumped in that sh-t together
i felt like i wasn’t ready
but whenever i had needed, you was right there for to help me
so i went back in alone
had to do this by myself
had to show i wasn’t scary, tryna prove it to myself
so i walked down on that block wit’ double two’s up on my belt
posted, waitin’ for them opps to shoot a b-tch to death
you could tell by the look up in my face, i ain’t actin’
had to keep a pistol on waist, i ain’t lakcin’
nerves like i hit ’em wit’ a motherf-ckin’ mag .10
give ’em free smoke out there, anybody laughing
i was on that rap sh-t, still tryna pass sh-t
tools, keep the ratchets, news he blasted
he was on the bookstore, tools for the fashion
i was wit’ the cooks and the goons, and i slapped sh-t
sent ’em outside, when the block, i hit up
couldn’t think about the past, so i had to just get up
i know my cousin in can, boy doin’ the sit-ups
i send him everything i can, we ain’t taking him wit’ us
but these b-tches don’t love me, i’m just tryna f-ck
slide d-ck up in their gut, she ain’t getting that from me
i can have a mill, still ain’t send you any of my money
tryna make it out, now these b-tches can’t touch me
(gang, gang, gang, gang)
[chorus]
i was out here on my childish sh-t, out here wildin’ sh-t
but we gon’ [?] to make it out this sh-t, my n-gga promised it
’cause we was in that school of hard knocks, without no scholarships
’cause i was out here on my wylin’ sh-t, out here child and sh-t
i told all my n-ggas, “promise we gon’ make it out this sh-t
’cause we ain’t get to give no scholarships, ’cause school was hard as sh-t

- scorey

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