Pilot Trace - Ways Out Lyrics

Pilot, ULG., lezz get it
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Talking shit, bad for your health
Too busy getting this wealth
Don't f*ck with people I don't know well
Bad bitch on her knees, singing me melodies
Ya'll don't be getting no features
Sit your ass right on the bleachers
Goddamn, I be off the meter
Ya'll can hit my line, if you wanna grind, I do it all the time, you know how I rhyme yeah, smoking on this pine
It gets in my eyes yeah
Come look for me if you want something cheap cause you know I don't do shit for free
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
Tryna find a way out
F*ck up a check, I am so blessed
Never have stress, what's up next
ULG. don't do no aggression
Scary bitch, don't get to steppin'
Teach your bitch some swimming lessons
Do no effort to be flexing
Spit heat, got them sweating
Local gang what i'm reppin
Gold medals veteran, nobody that i'm better than
Smoking on them sedatives
Feeling like a reverend
Bet that we get it in
Get a check, mail it quick
Cash it out, smoke some loud
Weigh it all by the pound
Don't give a f*ck if the cops around
ULG. the purple team
Ain't no one else in the lead far as the eyes can see
No one can f*ck with me
Gang