AB_Official_Music - Outraged

(Stay On The Hustle)
(Call 'Em My Brother)
(Steady Be Kill Shit)
Grind up always stay on the hustle, My shooters solid I call 'em my brother
(Call 'em my brother)
(From a whore named trouble)
Lord knows I'ma kill it, They know I'ma killer
We shoot it, we drillin', we pop it, we're spinning, can't leave no witness
They leave it steamin', stress heat and sinning
Switch on the scene, we pop on these beams
Ride for you if you ride for me, I'd kill for you, do the same for me
Never gave me the same, Now I stay drowning in all this pain
Heartfelt scars feel like I'm going insane
They wrapped up in hella hate
Gotta have faith, I'll see Heavens gates
No debate, my brothers, they ride for me
Eating good, My heart on your plate
Them tears deceiving me, my feelings you manipulate
Head spinning, my brain on skates
Watch out, don't get caught in the play
Get shot, better put it on the game
Speak feelings, don't know what to say
Even my therapists think I'm OUTRAGED
They think these episodes staged
Smilin' to wildin' .40 or fades
Ain't nobody but a scholars brain
Close your eyes, Crazy picture to paint
Imagine the struggle
Single mother, no father, we just had each other
Build up one another, came up from the gutter
Shoot shots, but you duckin' forever
Bitch made, and these pussies stay ushered
Snitch made, You undercover
Grind up, always stay on the hustle
My shooters solid, I call 'em my brothers
Dust off, Just to rediscover
Heart break, From a whore named troubled
Lord knows, I'ma kill it
They know I'ma killer
We shoot it, we drillin'
We pop it, we spinin'
Can't leave no witness
They leave it steamin'
Stress, heat, and sinnin'
Switch on the scene, we pop on these beams
Ride for you, if you ride for me
I'd kill for you, do the same for me
Act tough but, My tank on E
Remember nights ain't shit to eat
Homeless now, and scramble for these
Trauma filled lyrics is me
Simple things, taken for granted
One day, I'ma sit in a mansion
Can't wait to give 'em that pension
Need new vibes, feeling that tension
Tripping through, seven dimensions
Broke us, is it your only intention
Cruel world, but I stay on my mission
Can't stop, yeah, hope in my vision
Seeing light, day that we winnin'
Money come, in plenty succession
Rooting for me, then watch your reflection
Give you the life you're expecting
Can't wait for the day that I blow
Put in work, 'cause it's something I know
This my business, better watch your nose
Clip loaded it'll make you fold
We gon' make it, them words I told
Stick to my promises, ain't no ho

Written by:
Austin Burnham

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