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Outta Pocket Video (MV)




Performed By: Sean Brady
Length: 3:09
Written by: Sean Brady




Sean Brady - Outta Pocket Lyrics




Yeah
Had to look way down within
Read that good book for my sins
Future bright now
It was dim
On this mic now
For my kin
Time is right now
We must win
Circle tight now
There's no friends
Make this bright sound
With my pen
Uh

Yeah
And this territory familiar
Way back when I was a drug dealer
My best friend was a vac sealer
I am him won't find one realer
Trapped them bows off a four wheeler
Every bar raw don't write filler
Dog on the right
That's my killa

Yeah
And we gon' get there fasho
I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door
I know one thing and that's fasho I'm never selling my soul
I'm moving slow up off that cup I shouldn't of poured up that fo'

I shouldn't of poured up that fo'
Right now I'm moving too slow
But we gon' get there fasho
And I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

Push the envelope that's me
This wood leaf filled with 3g
24/7 I'm keyed
Blow this gas all in that breeze
Swear I never been this free
7 days I smoked the whole P
I made a mix tape in a week
I ain't never needed no sleep
I be up chasing this cheese
I rep Kendall on my tee
Two bad hoes all on they knees
And they fighting over this D
While I'm lighting up on my tree
It's a sight I wish you could see
This ain't hype no hype at all
I'm OG

Yeah
And we gon get there fasho
I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door
I know one thing and that's fasho I'm never selling my soul
I'm moving slow up off that cup I shouldn't of poured up that fo'

I shouldn't of poured up that fo'
Right now I'm moving too slow
But we gon' get there fasho
And I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

And we can't stop this for shit
Folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
And we can't stop this for shit
Folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
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Yeah
Had to look way down within
Read that good book for my sins
Future bright now
It was dim
On this mic now
For my kin
Time is right now
We must win
Circle tight now
There's no friends
Make this bright sound
With my pen
Uh

Yeah
And this territory familiar
Way back when I was a drug dealer
My best friend was a vac sealer
I am him won't find one realer
Trapped them bows off a four wheeler
Every bar raw don't write filler
Dog on the right
That's my killa

Yeah
And we gon' get there fasho
I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door
I know one thing and that's fasho I'm never selling my soul
I'm moving slow up off that cup I shouldn't of poured up that fo'

I shouldn't of poured up that fo'
Right now I'm moving too slow
But we gon' get there fasho
And I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

Push the envelope that's me
This wood leaf filled with 3g
24/7 I'm keyed
Blow this gas all in that breeze
Swear I never been this free
7 days I smoked the whole P
I made a mix tape in a week
I ain't never needed no sleep
I be up chasing this cheese
I rep Kendall on my tee
Two bad hoes all on they knees
And they fighting over this D
While I'm lighting up on my tree
It's a sight I wish you could see
This ain't hype no hype at all
I'm OG

Yeah
And we gon get there fasho
I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door
I know one thing and that's fasho I'm never selling my soul
I'm moving slow up off that cup I shouldn't of poured up that fo'

I shouldn't of poured up that fo'
Right now I'm moving too slow
But we gon' get there fasho
And I ain't knocking on that bitch
I'll prolly kick down the door

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

And we can't stop this for shit
A lot of folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
All that hate not gon' deter my ass from dropping these hits
The more they talk they more I tell they ass to slob on my dick

And we can't stop this for shit
Folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
And we can't stop this for shit
Folks gon' say we way up outta pocket for this
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