The Makk / Burnt Out

Lyrics

[Intro] It′s the start of a new day And there's no place in this world that I′d rather be than Right here, with midnight, and you Right on, baby Right on [Verse 1] I used to set my bitch up in the DL base My homies is catchin' cases you know how that be Rather post a couple hash, still the same old peace Hop a couple flights a month, back and forth to the V My new bitch 42, nobody do it like me Send a whole OT she bringin' triple a week Watchin′ Super Fly and Goldie and thinkin′ how can I eat Offer anything else, I put my all on the streets Never hung with other pimps, that wasn't part of my steez Don′t glorify the life and all that bullshit they preach If I was really on my shit I would've got a degree Even give my bitches game that′s just the father in me Word These are my people out here, man I got a whole thing out here, y'know like I′m controlling, I got a lotta, lotta things, I'm manipulating I've got a nice life These people out here on the streets are your people And here I am, the only brother tryna clean up the streets Because we have people on the streets, y′know I mean I really got those bitches, nice controls, bruh I′m laughin' but it ain′t funny [Verse 2] Livin' in and out of hotels, rented cars and dope sales 101 North I wanna say wassup to Rochelle Them n- who hit licks, grimy hoes who fuck tricks Bareback, some wild shit, gettin′ down foul shit Don't like it, I accept it My sister think I′m brazy but respect it The bitch chose me, how can I neglect it? This pimpin', now I check it like a mic been up all night I wanna toast to the life shit be wrong but I feel I'm livin′ right Pimp my pain, her stripes on the blame Man them cuts get deep when you use your own knife Get home when the sun come up, man, that′s just a part of life It's the start of a new day And there ain′t no place in this world that I'd rather be Than right here, with midnight, and you Right on baby, right on Well I′m gonna be so cold-blooded lately That they gon' have to change the name of the game, y′know And then, and I'm gonna get the hottest bitches I can find With a whole boatload of money and a great lookin' ride And then I′m just gonna stir it all up [Verse 3] UBC, Highway, Mayday Two blunts, free world Smokin′ while the heat on AC down low, just to keep my feet warm Northface, wintertime Same code since '05 Pretty rich, ho fine She just smoke the whole time Meanwhile, pull mine, I threw out the baby bottle Get home for the halftime Lakers still down 9 L.A. state of mind never made me colorblind When there′s a blue zone, red zone I'm just tryna get home Roadblocks on central Bust a left on L, so Gotta do we′ll maintain it's real when they kill a man With AKs and black knives, pull up on your block like We say who′s that, they be with their warm wife All you heard was click-clack Look down, get back I'm just missin duck now, naught in half, hardly quack Where the fuck? I just want my dope back Burnt out