Sharke & Trev Rich - Out my Way

I tried to open up but I'm emotionless
I knew they ain't give a fuck then they showed the shit
So I can't go out my way
Cause they don't appreciate me
But now I know (now I know)
Now I know (now I know)
I can't fuck with these niggas or these hoes on my soul
But now I know (now I know)
Now I know (now I know)
I can't fuck with these niggas or these hoes on my soul now I know
Niggas was shaving points of the package thought it was fam
If he hustle his own brother the rest of y'all don't stand a chance
Bring the play I get the product split the overhead in half
Niggas greedy only cause they inconsistent with they bag
But I'll never trade loyalty for cash though
Excavated my last hoe
I'll do the same to you so what you laughing for
I could start an OnlyFans with all these bitches in my phone
I run that bag ain't never bragged so fuck the rumors leave me alone
And them dealer plates ain't enough it need frog eyes on it
Cant even see you niggas hating you are not my opponent
Cant put my mouth on none of these hoes
You are not my woman
She took sone dick
I took the pic and you put heart eyes on it
Need some chicken out the box it be like Popeyes don't it
Tryna get my nigga therapy so don't lock eyes on it
In some shades cause all them drinks make you cockeyed don't it
And once the dick worth 6 figures they gone hop right on it
I tried to open up but I'm emotionless
I knew they ain't give a fuck then they showed the shit
So I can't go out my way
Cause they don't appreciate me
But now I know (now I know)
Now I know (now I know)
I can't fuck with these niggas or these hoes on my soul
But now I know (now I know)
Now I know (now I know)
I can't fuck with these niggas or these hoes on my soul now I know
Ay you snake me once that's my fault I can't trust you
I gotta be foolish to ever think you was my brother
Niggas did some foul shit
I'm just gone keep it undercover
I can't fuck with these hoes like a nigga ain't got a rubber
Name a time I ever switched, flipped, or fold, bet you stutter
Facebook got niggas acting like they can't use your number
It's the big three numbers one double zero don't forget the Pack
My bitch more realer than these niggas so I let her hold the strap
I'm fresher than a mint I bleed the scene and then I double back
C-Class Benz we do the speed limit cause we black
Not to mention this life sentence that we got in the back
Get yo own shit and boss up and watch how they react
Keep one I can't never lack
Switch up damn wassup with that
The swipers taught me how to clap and ever since I'm tryna stack
Trust her then you dumb
She just want who got the biggest bag
I'm finna' buy a time machine to bring my nigga Rocka back bitch
I tried to open up but I'm emotionless
I knew they ain't give a fuck then they showed the shit
So I can't go out my way
Cause they don't appreciate me
But now I know (now I know)
Now I know (now I know)
I can't fuck with these niggas or these hoes on my soul
But now I know (now I know)
Now I know (now I know)
I can't fuck with these niggas or these hoes on my soul now I know

Written by:
Clarke Reilly-LeBlanc, Kerrion Williams, Trevor Rich

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