Last Official Outlaw

Lyrics

[Introduction] : Young Noble Outlaw Shout out to Scotzilla I'm back like I never left Let me pop my shit One take this joint [Verse 1] Listen the look on my face should tell you leave me alone I ain't one of these rap ni#gas like beefing through the phone From an old school cloth when ni#gas showed up at your home Late night by myself in your bushes with a hoodie on You took my love for granted my kindness for a weakness A lion in the flesh I'm this calm for a reason Smooth type demeanor, surgical with the ... I'm no killer but don't push me ni#ga Word to Jesus These rappers they catch a whole lot of bodies in them verses See these ni#gas in person rocking lip gloss and purses I'm only scratch to the surface Ni#ga it gets deeper Life is a bitch and they say it's cheaper to keep her I'm the last outlaw, that's the label Pac gave me I'm guessing he predicted the future, he wasn't crazy Holla if you hear me You want my spot ni#ga you gon' either have to out rap me or kill me Bitch Imagine that Listen, come on [Verse 2] And you ain't doing neither, these rappers is all divas They gossip like middle school girls and they feelings All on they podcast, all in they interviews See me I'm knowing that silence is golden Keep my mouth closed, sticking to the code That's all I know Young Noble Outlaw, ghetto gospel flow I came up selling mix of coke Never once tooted my nose Undisputed beautiful flows I love a mommy with some beautiful toes Talking that slick shit Struggling that hustle of music Talking that prick shit I ain't sold a dime in years Every dollar legit I'm right here out rhyming my peers Yeah, top tier My flow is the upper echelon The shoulders of giants is what I rest upon Gotta pay attention to energy It's never wrong ..... Gave you mother#ucker the truth ni#ga in every song Put some respect on my name when I spoke upon Humble for too long Nig#as got me twisted Nig#as ain't satisfied till they choking on a biscuit A student of the game Real rap I be that A mix of KRS, Makaveli and G Rap Rakim & Scarface Shut the fuck up ni#ga Do what the gods say Just let the song play I do this in my sleep Abusing the beat I'm comfortable around the killers Yeah I'm used to the streets I was raised in the trenches Death around the corner Kept missing me by inches Looked the reaper dead In his eyes no flinching It's outlaw for life Pick a side no switching Ni#ga, stop bi#ching [Outro] And I ain't going nowhere Ain't no time soon nigga Get used to it Feeling brand new baby It's outlaw for life nigga Trying to get it right, keep it right baby Health is wealth ni#ga F#ck it I'm about to I'm about to get money I'm about to do some push ups in the booth ni#ga