Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Romecio Davis
Songwriter
Lyrics
Outta sight outta mind
It feel like we outta time
Asked for change im out a dime
Stayed the same everyone of mine
I'm call em cuz you call em slime
The love the same for all the guys
Thank the lord that I'm alive
The ones we lost we throw up 5
Know who waiting for me up there open arms when I arrive
This environment so draining thru the hate I try to strive
But once you make out that place it build you up so you can thrive
Cause when you stuck up in them trenches goals make money and survive
I might go and find a squatch before I find another job
Keep this pistol by my crotch I up and blow you try to rob
Im taking hoes and fucking thots cause bitches messing round with slobs
45 gon hit yo top and knock the air right out yo pods
He an air head
How the bitch be acting bougie but she sleeping on an air bed
I don't share head
I had some feelings for the bitch but she a hoe so now the care is dead
But it's
Outta sight outta mind
It feel like we outta time
Asked for change im out a dime
Stayed the same everyone of mine
I'm call em cuz you call em slime
The love the same for all the guys
Thank the lord that I'm alive
The ones we lost we throw up 5
They keep sayin meci calm down but I'm not tripping
Sitting up in traffic blunt rolled and I'm wok sipping
Cuddy moving loose dumbo now his Glock missing
Cuddy got the heat front row now his top missing
Don't play about my money start a fight over 30 bones
Bitches looking pretty but be staying in some dirty homes
Faded I can't see shit I be flying through construction zones
I'm in that big body mazi shit think I trucked a cone
If I don't got the gen on me I'm putting knuckles on
Putting belt to ass don't make me take my buckle off
Lil bro serving packs last week he got a couple off
Paranoid when I be fucking can't take nothing off
Lil dude said it's on the floor we make him lay there
I been doing numbers lately shit look like the state fair
Brown skin she bad and she got some great hair
Said she happy where she at well imma make her stay there
Outta sight outta mind
It feel like we outta time
Asked for change im out a dime
Stayed the same everyone of mine
I'm call em cuz you call em slime
The love the same for all the guys
Thank the lord that I'm alive
The ones we lost we throw up 5
Know who waiting for me up there open arms when I arrive
This environment so draining thru the hate I try to strive
But once you make out that place it build you up so you can thrive
Cause when you stuck up in them trenches goals make money and survive
Writer(s): Romecio Davis
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