Out the Way

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, high like the ceiling, stop hiding your feelings Yeah, I live on the top, they don't know the feeling I live on the top, they don't know the feeling Yeah [Chorus] The champ came back (oh no) I really just snapped (oh no) I spent my last dollar (oh no) I made it all back (oh no) If you ain't with me get out of the way I don't got nothing to say If you in the game and you in the way Said it's already too late [Verse 1] Honcho, he's talking with the boss-o Tryna to talk about this 'bout that Get him ahead, get him wet, do it pronto Tryna have a lil convo, that's what I don't have time for Work hard, gotta grind like all the time I ain't even gonna stop when I'm in my prime Tell 'em who be like me Walk in the the club, I don't need I.D I go straight through to the V.I.P And the shawty call me papa like D.I.G And they young and work hard tryna be Ali When I go to sleep, dream I'm the number one champ Wake up, gotta get it I'll be stickin' to the plan They hatin' on you, gotta be your own fan [Chorus] The champ came back (oh no) I really just snapped (oh no) I spent my last dollar (oh no) I made it all back (oh no) If you ain't with me get out of the way I don't got nothing to say If you in the game and you in the way Said it's already too late [Verse 2] Back now and I'm better They following the trends, we the trendsetters I'm ready right now, whenever We ain't never holding no vendetta Back on the ropes, I never choke We made a wave, I gotta float Tell 'em if they still don't know, cause I bet they can't cope And the boys on row said they coming' back home Gotta be, right now don't tell her I gotta be Going crazy, no lobotomy First they hating' now they follow me Way too many people doubted me I am the dopest undoubtedly Too many people move cowardly Eating these beats for the calories Look at my hands and they see and that's where the power be [Chorus] The champ came back (oh no) I really just snapped (oh no) I spend my last dollar (oh no) I made it all back (oh no) If you ain't with me get out of the way I 'on't got nothing to say If you in the game and you in the way Said it's already too late
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Credits
- Writers
- Ali Dee (Producer)
- Justin Starling
- James K. Petrie
- Susan Paroff
- Anthony Mirabella
- Doug Davis
- Sergio Veneno