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blackout - future lyrics

if you breathing and you came from the dirt
we all used to do dirt before it changed us

yeah we gat a rap we count it in the back
getting first we take a curtain and we gave’em that
yeah we never said a word on the raps
then look who snitch on the curve than we lay it back

i never cared what you really though
i was cutting braids so i had to rip you off
and spend my credit cards
they couldn’t let your boys get it
i had to thank the lord
d-mn my home is like a trap house
now my david raffle couldn’t play a bad card
ain’t it something you still wanna put a lack out
now that ain’t nothing that i wanna pull a trap out
got so many charges from the press out
but we do the jerry you can call it stackhouse
max out, max out all my mex is really in a blackout

in the club boy i used to max out
hold’em girls boy, we used to max out
hit the world back then my heart was blacked out
now go hard for the fatter and we blackout
we blackout blackout blackout
we blackout blackout blackout
we blackout blackout blackout
we blackout blackout blackout

y’all don’t know how far i’ve come
drinking getting shots off
beat the cop around the club
till they shut the black off
used to call the homey and tell him who i dropped off
being with different women feeling like i was
never took a night off
treated them like i was chopped off
was my habit till they grab it then she cut the lights on
if you had no big damage cut the rice off
now we just call me family
don’t know what that life cost
they play me like white wall
life was just a nightfall
now i’m just a light house
i just wanted in this game
just like you put a dice out
way up in the white house
lights out all over
brand new he took my mind over
pay dews yeah i signed over
i got great news
yeah shined on me

i hit my niece because it’s time to die
your homey teeth beyond his week from 9 to 5
you roll with me we turn the heat when you try to lie
me at thewe turn the heat see when you try to cry
imma tell you what my past would say
you can’t take a dollar with you when you p-ss away
you ain’t never see a yoo-hoo on your side way
.try to get where all them angels play
you think your boy go crazy
papa really know how we going 80
i roll with nothing but some killers and some lazy
all that we live for let us kill his baby
push you to the limit till i get to where he’s at now
please don’t get offended cause we said we was gonna act out
either when we finish we gonna se him up on that grind

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