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YoungJHollyWood - OUT THE WAY (feat. SinCitySmooky) Lyrics



YoungJHollyWood - OUT THE WAY (feat. SinCitySmooky) Lyrics
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I've been out the way, I'm leveling up my game
Everything I do to further the campaign
Step out on faith, I ain't worried bout a thing
When you boss up, People show if they fake
Tryna deposit so much, That the vault gon' break
JHolly, Top Chef, I'ma have my plate
The Fact, I'm Him, I'ma have my way
Optimistic, Not simplistic, Artistically gifted
Your favorite rapper, a gimmick, 97, baby's winning
Came in the game, Independent, and we gon' kill it
Give no f*ck, Bout a hating nigga feelings
Trendsetta, Money Over Bullshit in the Building
Poppin' like grease mixed with water on stove top
No gameplay, Bitch we roll blocks
We been winning by a long shot
Legal racks in my account, Feels lovely
I could pop out and flex on these niggas without a doubt
Do you rap for real? Or you just do it for clout?
If you don't, F*ck you talking bout? I do it for real
You niggas must be off some type of X or pill
We young bosses, Don't want nothing less than them mills
These niggas just be talking, They ain't striking no deals
Niggas just be talking, They ain't balling for real
They ain't really have racks they can spend on the thrill
They never had the baddest women on speed dial to chill
Break her back, Tell her chill back, Relax, Roll something up
I'll have a Uber driver back
That's some Player shit, Matter of fact
These niggas blow all they money, They don't know how to stack
When ho's see me, They don't know how to act
We set the trend, Never do we Copycat
Money over bullshit, nigga, Copy that
Big Long Beach, I'm thumbing through a Eastie bag
Shout out Vegas, Had to scorch the streets, & really spazz
Niggas be lame with no ambition, Get up off your ass
All my hoes love to swallow
Niggas acting tough get jacked like Harlow
Ball Like No tomorrow
Trendsetta on another status, Bout my green light cabbage
She say I'm attractive, She stuck like a magnet
I'm in traffic swerving, they say I didn't deserve it
Always find a way to up the score like Irving
Ayy, I'm really balling with a purpose
Your pockets empty, I can see why you hate
I wouldn't sleep if the fam wasn't straight
F*ck you pay me, Why would I wait
Trendsetta Been Great
I could never follow
I been making plays like a motherf*cking Bronco
Need my money pronto
Last nigga played, Got cracked like Tacos
Crack him like a Lobster
Man, These niggas impostors
Take him off the roster
He really say he got it, But showing a couple dollars
I don't need no sponsor
Trendsetta on another level
Niggas just be talking they ain't balling for real x2
We balling for real, Balling for real, Balling for real
Niggas just be talking Niggas just be talking
They ain't ballin for real
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I've been out the way, I'm leveling up my game
Everything I do to further the campaign
Step out on faith, I ain't worried bout a thing
When you boss up, People show if they fake
Tryna deposit so much, That the vault gon' break
JHolly, Top Chef, I'ma have my plate
The Fact, I'm Him, I'ma have my way
Optimistic, Not simplistic, Artistically gifted
Your favorite rapper, a gimmick, 97, baby's winning
Came in the game, Independent, and we gon' kill it
Give no f*ck, Bout a hating nigga feelings
Trendsetta, Money Over Bullshit in the Building
Poppin' like grease mixed with water on stove top
No gameplay, Bitch we roll blocks
We been winning by a long shot
Legal racks in my account, Feels lovely
I could pop out and flex on these niggas without a doubt
Do you rap for real? Or you just do it for clout?
If you don't, F*ck you talking bout? I do it for real
You niggas must be off some type of X or pill
We young bosses, Don't want nothing less than them mills
These niggas just be talking, They ain't striking no deals
Niggas just be talking, They ain't balling for real
They ain't really have racks they can spend on the thrill
They never had the baddest women on speed dial to chill
Break her back, Tell her chill back, Relax, Roll something up
I'll have a Uber driver back
That's some Player shit, Matter of fact
These niggas blow all they money, They don't know how to stack
When ho's see me, They don't know how to act
We set the trend, Never do we Copycat
Money over bullshit, nigga, Copy that
Big Long Beach, I'm thumbing through a Eastie bag
Shout out Vegas, Had to scorch the streets, & really spazz
Niggas be lame with no ambition, Get up off your ass
All my hoes love to swallow
Niggas acting tough get jacked like Harlow
Ball Like No tomorrow
Trendsetta on another status, Bout my green light cabbage
She say I'm attractive, She stuck like a magnet
I'm in traffic swerving, they say I didn't deserve it
Always find a way to up the score like Irving
Ayy, I'm really balling with a purpose
Your pockets empty, I can see why you hate
I wouldn't sleep if the fam wasn't straight
F*ck you pay me, Why would I wait
Trendsetta Been Great
I could never follow
I been making plays like a motherf*cking Bronco
Need my money pronto
Last nigga played, Got cracked like Tacos
Crack him like a Lobster
Man, These niggas impostors
Take him off the roster
He really say he got it, But showing a couple dollars
I don't need no sponsor
Trendsetta on another level
Niggas just be talking they ain't balling for real x2
We balling for real, Balling for real, Balling for real
Niggas just be talking Niggas just be talking
They ain't ballin for real
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Writer: Joshua Williams, Eric Moore
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Performed By: YoungJHollyWood
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Joshua Williams, Eric Moore
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