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Way Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Billy G Stvckz
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: J Grant




Billy G Stvckz - Way Out Lyrics




Wake up go straight to the fridge _but damn it ain't nothing to eat
Been working working this dead end job for two months they
Been shorting my checks every week
Lil bros just got kicked out the crib and they ain't got no where to sleep
Beefing Rivial feeling so suicidal but I got some much depending on me
Tryna reconnect to find guidance from my pop we can't find time to agree
I wish that my grandpa was there through his life he would have been a better man to me
If we worked on communication I wouldn't have been influenced by the streets
But look at me now 61 Gunz in my crowd I influence the streets
My little ones will run down with the mask if you owe me any cash
Loyalty they'll let it go for me I make sure they eat I ain't gotta ask
I told em get a job and stay low that hot shit never last
Job rap Trap I'm on my way out I'm just chasing this bag

Everyday it's fight it's A tussle I'm tired of going struggles
Trappings wrong but Ima Hustles My way out
Police harassing tryna cuff us opps plotting tryna bust us
No car still clutching that's My way out
I know my shit gona bubble hadda use a Lil muscle
Ain't no hand outs in the juggle so I hustle my way out
I had get off my ass Jug and run me up a bag
Applying Pressure with the Bag why mad that my way out

I feel like I been going hard but lately ain't Adding up
Started a business tried to go legit I got bagged for some weed and gun
Loose lips sinks ships they took brother from me 4 months
I gotta open case right now so I really can't say too much
Real Gunnaz the whole gang give it up Bay bay kids we be tearing shit up
They move sanitation we move only the funk
Chasing my dreams while your stuck you know that all my shit bumps
Its a fact ima blow she said she can feel it all in her gust
Ima give it my all I'm dedicated worked to hard just to let it start fading
Pull up on a Dj that's ya favorite passing out records making sure they break em
Underrated underdog you know I'm nice why you keeping hating
Forever a scholar with them grams even tho I barely graduated

Everyday it's fight it's A tussle I'm tired of going struggles
Trappings wrong but Ima Hustles My way out
Police harassing tryna cuff us opps plotting tryna bust us
No car still clutching that's My way out
I know my shit gona bubble hadda use a Lil muscle
Ain't no hand outs in the juggle so I hustle my way out
I had get off my ass Jug and run me up a bag
Applying Pressure with the Bag why mad that my way out
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English

Wake up go straight to the fridge _but damn it ain't nothing to eat
Been working working this dead end job for two months they
Been shorting my checks every week
Lil bros just got kicked out the crib and they ain't got no where to sleep
Beefing Rivial feeling so suicidal but I got some much depending on me
Tryna reconnect to find guidance from my pop we can't find time to agree
I wish that my grandpa was there through his life he would have been a better man to me
If we worked on communication I wouldn't have been influenced by the streets
But look at me now 61 Gunz in my crowd I influence the streets
My little ones will run down with the mask if you owe me any cash
Loyalty they'll let it go for me I make sure they eat I ain't gotta ask
I told em get a job and stay low that hot shit never last
Job rap Trap I'm on my way out I'm just chasing this bag

Everyday it's fight it's A tussle I'm tired of going struggles
Trappings wrong but Ima Hustles My way out
Police harassing tryna cuff us opps plotting tryna bust us
No car still clutching that's My way out
I know my shit gona bubble hadda use a Lil muscle
Ain't no hand outs in the juggle so I hustle my way out
I had get off my ass Jug and run me up a bag
Applying Pressure with the Bag why mad that my way out

I feel like I been going hard but lately ain't Adding up
Started a business tried to go legit I got bagged for some weed and gun
Loose lips sinks ships they took brother from me 4 months
I gotta open case right now so I really can't say too much
Real Gunnaz the whole gang give it up Bay bay kids we be tearing shit up
They move sanitation we move only the funk
Chasing my dreams while your stuck you know that all my shit bumps
Its a fact ima blow she said she can feel it all in her gust
Ima give it my all I'm dedicated worked to hard just to let it start fading
Pull up on a Dj that's ya favorite passing out records making sure they break em
Underrated underdog you know I'm nice why you keeping hating
Forever a scholar with them grams even tho I barely graduated

Everyday it's fight it's A tussle I'm tired of going struggles
Trappings wrong but Ima Hustles My way out
Police harassing tryna cuff us opps plotting tryna bust us
No car still clutching that's My way out
I know my shit gona bubble hadda use a Lil muscle
Ain't no hand outs in the juggle so I hustle my way out
I had get off my ass Jug and run me up a bag
Applying Pressure with the Bag why mad that my way out
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Writer: J Grant
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