Heartbreak - OUT OF STATE

Not proud of what I did but ya boy had to eat
Yeah I had my time trying to hustling these streets
All my years grinding there ain't nothing for free
I was trapping out of state I been living the dream
What the time is
Lit
Check the time now
Check
What the price is
What
Going up now
Going up
Lowkey out of pocket
Pocket
Watch the way you walking
Walking
Time is never stopping when I see you jaw be dropping
Drop it drop it to the floor floor floor
Get it girl
Drop it drop it drop it to the floor floor floor
Burning blueberry blunts in a Burberry Coat
Burberry coat
Winter time snowy white girl Whitney doing blow blow blow
I just flew back from Detroit
Making moves I'm next up in LA
Making bangers on the road built for a life you'll never know
The city life it come and goes
I've been jets I've been on tour
You'll never know how real the struggle was but then I caught a bag
My goons will run up with a mask
Two cubans round my neck will let ya know
I'm icy front to back
Back Back Back
Sipping on a bottle while I'm chilling with some models
This has been a good year I'm not living in fear
Chauffeured in a Chevy suburban
Loaded black on black
I got some baddies in my phone
Not even hitting them back
AP skeleton bezel coming
Yeah you know that's some racks
Fighting for a chance to shine working harder than my demons
I don't pay attention to the news
On God
I came up from nothing that's the truth
Many sleepless nights recording in the booth
Booth Booth
You can go ask anybody
They'll say this is what I do
It's nothing new
I just flew back from Detroit
Making moves I'm next up in LA
Moves
Making bangers on the road built for a life you'll never know
The city life it come and goes
I've been jets I've been on tour
On tour
You'll never know how real the struggle was but then I caught a bag
My goons will run up with a mask
Two cubans round my neck will let ya know
I'm icy front to back
Check check on the mic
Bursting bubbles didn't come around to cuddle
Loser punk go find some snuggles
I got shooters like a huddle
Yessir
Sliding through whips on the shuttle
Bet the come up can be subtle
Subtle
That's on God I gotta get it for my squad
At my shows the crowd love me with applause
Skirt off to the hotel surrounded by outlaws
Silk all on my sheets with baddies from abroad
Tatted on both sleeves I'm going legend today
Legend
There's a reason my persona breaks a heart on this page
Rowdy
Every day I'm grinding harder like the last of my name
Told my fam I'm gonna make it so we all can get paid
Paid Paid Paid
I just flew back from Detroit
Making moves I'm next up in LA
Moves
Making bangers on the road built for a life you'll never know
The city life it come and goes
I've been jets I've been on tour
On tour
You'll never know how real the struggle was but then I caught a bag
My goons will run up with a mask
Two cubans round my neck will let ya know
I'm icy front to back

Written by:
Jarrett Thompson

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