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outchea - lam3nto lyrics

[intro : lam3ntó & the major phoenix]
my year
i’m outchea working, i’m out, i’m outchea like working hard i’m outchea hustling, hustling my way to the top, you know
and ain’t no motherf*cker that’s like that doesn’t like my sh*t
i just advice you that bro, you should just respect it rather than hate it, you know what i’m saying
keep the hate to yourself but i need the hate because i feed of it motherf*cker so
yeah, it’s just, it is what it is so bro you should just you know
look at yourself and um, you know, give me some respect and just mind your business motherf*cker if you don’t want sh*t to do with me so yeah, that’s what i’m gon tell you
(phoenix, you gon’ be…)
yeah
(…dope, son!)

[hook : lam3ntó]
hatе that i recieve got mе feeling like i’m solo (solo)
n*gga chase your dream, i just wanna tell you yolo (yolo)
homies at the back, we just chillin’ playin’ pogo (pogo)
grinding with my team while you n*ggas taking photos (brrr)
outchea hustlin’, ’cause my n*gga that is fate (fate)
outchea hustlin’, while these haters gotta hate (hate)
outchea hustlin’, in the bag yeah there is cake (yeah)
outchea hustlin’, now these people know my name (brrr)

[verse 1 : lam3ntó]
my flow way too wet, i might just drink it instead
ain’t no room for play, wanna get my n*ggas fed
you a p*ssy n*gga judging by the way you smell
fire on the song make these rappers feel like h*ll (yeah)
listen up dawg i’m the n*gga with the racks (racks)
n*ggas ask me where i f*ckin’ get these cheques (chimg)
i’m like no dawg keep on grinding no regrets (yeah)
i’m the real dawg, i be howling on the set (woo)
n*ggas laughed me when i f*ckin’ took a stance (let’s go)
don’t compare me to these rappers ’cause they whack (please don’t)
even ogs i’m the n*gga with the raps (yeah)
i respect ’em but i think that i’m the best (facts)
way too unique ain’t n0body got a chance (no)
i’m the real sh*t make my haters f*ckin’ dance (yeah)
me and t.m.p, we be giving out these tracks (brrr)
me and stoker, we just poppin’ on some facts (let’s go)
[hook : lam3ntó]
hate that i recieve got me feeling like i’m solo (solo)
n*gga chase your dream, i just wanna tell you yolo (yolo)
homies at the back, we just chillin’ playin’ pogo (pogo)
grinding with my team while you n*ggas taking photos (brrr)
outchea hustlin’, ’cause my n*gga that is fate (fate)
outchea hustlin’, while these haters gotta hate (hate)
outchea hustlin’, in the bag yeah there is cake (yeah)
outchea hustlin’, now these people know my name (brrr)

[verse 2 : ziplex & lam3ntó]
i play with my rhymes when i feel like (yeah)
i’m too dangerous like a beehive (woo)
call me the vamper the rina on disney the junior i got the stamina (yeah)
they call me the mama the mia (brrr)
a b*tch wanna go to atlanta (qeh)
the grass is only getting greener i fall down i get up forever a winner (yeah)
i stand on my toes barellina think i’m getting meaner i needs me a ntshiza (let’s go)
as long as it’s cold on my wrist then i’ll wear it i mean who’d say “no” to a freezer (ice)
top notch in my hood always in the mood they know i’m the emperor (woah)
i needs me a passport and visa (brrr)
the calling only getting louder (let’s go)
if i was wicked i’d be hitler (woah)
i got the game on my finger (yeah)
sitting outchea, need a voucher that gon’ take me overseas
but i’m thankful and i appreciate that’s why i pray while on my knees (yeah)
i don’t gots time for a hater including an idiot or an enemy (facts)
i’m finna push*push like i’m giving birth, i be draining my energy (uh)
something is happening inside of me, and none of my homies know what it be
’cause i’m throwing dices f*ckin’ nits and lices, i be cashin’ up every paper i find on the board
y’all gotta applaud
i need an award (brrr, pow, pow, pow, pow)
i’m whipping monopoly
[hook : lam3ntó]
hate that i recieve got me feeling like i’m solo (solo)
n*gga chase your dream, i just wanna tell you yolo (yolo)
homies at the back, we just chillin’ playin’ pogo (pogo)
grinding with my team while you n*ggas taking photos (brrr)
outchea hustlin’, ’cause my n*gga that is fate (fate)
outchea hustlin’, while these haters gotta hate (hate)
outchea hustlin’, in the bag yeah there is cake (yeah)
outchea hustlin’, now these people know my name (brrr)

- lam3nto lyrics

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