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out the house - seajaye, maconeo & philo lyrics

[verse 1: seajaye]

celebration station
anything to feel amazing
remember sitting on the docks and blasting uzi on the daily
sitting in the class my homies waiting for vacation
woke up in the morning to my nonni cooking bacon
spitting sh*t right off the top
me and the fam don’t talk a lot
used to meet my dad in sh*tty irving station parking lots
sitting in the back while he just buys a pack of cigarettes
dividing all my time and now i start to see the dividends

[verse 2: maconeo]

(uh)
ain’t no use in going back to yesterday, cuz i was different then
i’m just chilling bout to get my money, get my bread
who woulda died in 2020? i be quarantining
living life from the couch, now i’m sitting dreaming
thinking bout what life gon be, when it’s all over
man the government be lying, never know what’s true
so i’m just living in my bubble, i may freak with you
i been messing with this girl, they messing with my mac*ing
even the madness of the patience, just can’t get it cracking
and when i get on out this cage i’m gonna take a drive
cuz i’m feeling like a block can’t wait to feel alive
can’t wait to feel alive
i gotta make this money, gotta drive
and if i said that i was trying, it would be a lie
i’m focused on staying focused
attention span is broken
how can i do this homework when i’m so awoken? (yeah)

[verse 3: seajaye]

crazy sh*t, i double up
nothing in the double cup
water getting hotter, what you doing if we bubble up?
tell me if you down to ride
24/365
keeping you in check in case you wanna act up out of line

this slapping like a kenny beat
i’ll live up to my pedigree
taking off some time, my daily grind was my last memory
got a b*tch out there in beverly
i lock up patrick beverley
ain’t no time to relax, i play the sax just like i’m kenny g
my team up in a huddle
we always causing trouble
i’m so braggadocious they say “seajaye are you humble?”
and i’m focused on the hustle
i don’t gotta struggle
once i’m out the house i’ll call the boys to come and shuffle

[verse 4: philo]

i feel like i’m so pure
but other times i’m acting stupid, looking immature
i try to focus on myself but i’m too insecure
it’s funny how someone look me could never be so sure
exuding confidence, my selflessness i polish it
however when depression hits, i always bottle it
and yes i am a happy kid, i said some honest sh*t
but i’ve been through a lot, it’s honestly astonishing
we need to see the bigger picture
i’ll never understood the feeling of losing your sister
i bet you miss her
we all just need some empathy the world is getting sicker
but all sitting back and laughing bout it, with our n*ggas
hope i get famous, and i hope i get a grammy
this is how i tell my story since you never understand me
got a couple people close to me, treat like my family
in the end i’ll be the hero like marvel, they call me stan lee

- seajaye maconeo philo lyrics

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