outofplace

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, know what I'm saying? Yeah I got a band in my lap right now, you know what I'm saying? It's like my lil' baby or something, shit, you know what I'm saying? Yeah [Chorus] I been feeling out of place, been feeling out of love I fell in love with shawty face, I fell in love with shawty waist Different, Benjamins, different, Benjamins No fear, no feelings, man My crazy brothers, they will kill a man Pistol on my side, that's just how we ride Pistol on my side, that's just how we ride Gun to your head, pistol hit your dome God forgive me please, I know that I'm wrong I know that I'm wrong, I know this shit sin But if it come to it, I'd do it again Fell in love with the fashion, the money, the drugs, and all of it What I want from the game? Bitch, I want all of it Treat her like my princess, buy her some heels I'm with my fam, we up in the hills Straight out Atlanta now we in the hills I just want money, I just want the bills I'm in the backseat of the ghost I'm smoking that dope, going ghost Came a long way from whipping the Wagon Volks Now I'm whipping that foreign, ho, adios Told you I'd take a trip out to Cali', so I did it, best believe it Don't mess round with them cats in the alleys, you can't trust 'em, best believe it They say, "Hardrock, you so oh-so worthy, you a prophet", best believe it See you running the world in visions, you the one, yeah, I see it [Verse] See your head on your shoulders, I take it off We ain't worried 'bout them bills, I pay it off All my work and dedication paying off Kept my foot on they necks, I ain't take it off If I got to, I'll bust it, I'll bust it Let that motherfucking lead off, let that motherfucking lead off I'ma motherfucking let it off [Chorus] I been feeling out of place, been feeling out of love I fell in love with shawty face, I fell in love with shawty waist Different, Benjamins, different, Benjamins No fear, no feelings, man My crazy brothers, they will kill a man Pistol on my side, that's just how we ride Pistol on my side, that's just how we ride Gun to your head, pistol hit your dome God forgive me please, I know that I'm wrong I know that I'm wrong, I know this shit sin But if it come to it, I'd do it again Fell in love with the fashion, the money, the drugs, and all of it What I want from the game? Bitch, I want all of it Treat her like my princess, buy her some heels I'm with my fam, we up in the hills Straight out Atlanta now we in the hills I just want money, I just want the bills I'm in the backseat of the ghost I'm smoking that dope, going ghost Came a long way from whipping the Wagon Volks Now I'm whipping that foreign, ho, adios Told you I'd take a trip out to Cali', so I did it, best believe it Don't mess round with them cats in the alleys, you can't trust 'em, best believe it They say, "Hardrock, you so oh-so worthy, you a prophet", best believe it See you running the world in visions, you the one, yeah, I see it