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rondoe – out there lyrics

[intro]
un+huh (un+huh)
n+gga what the f+cks up (what the f+cks up)
brim boy (brim boy)
f+ck you n+ggas (f+ck you n+ggas)

[verse 1]
i was out there, i was really out there
in the night air, posted in my nike airs
life’s a b+tch my n+gga i know
r.i.p duke and d boy, i miss my lil bros
bobbino almost home from doing 15
i just 5 and a half on a six speed
federal pen, wit them n+gga bout that knife play
get ya jaw checked, watch what the f+ck you say
aye
i be laid back like a lawn chair
just know if i come through there, i ain’t shooting in the air
n+gga ask your big homies if i’m official
57 garfield, one of the originals
i wish it could go back to how it use to
but it can’t, cuz we all got different views
my old homies all run with new crews
you d+mn right n+gga, i’m actin’ brand new

[instrumental]
[verse 2]
yеa
they be showin’ fake lovе to a n+gga
on the inside i’m laughin’, i see through n+ggas
aye them clowns don’t like to see you winning
n+ggas actin’ like women, n+gga get out your feelings
every day me and my n+ggs, man we hustle hard
tryin’ to see who can pull out the cleanest car
now a days everybody claim they real n+gga
lames be tryin’ too hard, i don’t deal wit ’em
i was 16, toking guns bigger than me
and had more money than your f+cking daddy
i spit facts, n+gga check my carfax
if i’m a b+tch, why n0body ain’t ran up on me yet
quit playin’ ya’ll know i shoot sh+t homie
b+b+f, forever brim boy homie
quit playin’, you know i shoot sh+t homie
b+b+f, forever brim boy homie

- rondoe lyrics

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