Pusha Abdullah - Out on Bond

Money calling, hoes calling, Po On my ass
Task out, str8 I'm finna do the dash
I laid down, i came home I ain't going back
Took a lost, bounce back, now I'm back on track

Out on bond, 4 cases
Ain't no free features
Out on bond, 4 cases
Ain't no free features
Out on bond, 4 cases
Ain't no free features

I laid down, i came home
I ain't drop no names
But my co defendant
I can't say the same
He an opp
He a lame
He a fucking stain
Telling ppl u the plug
U the middle man
U suppose to be my brother
From another mother
We used to crush down packs
With the quil together
Late nights going binking
Trying find some thumpers
Confession telling ass nigger
U the new usher

Money calling, hoes calling, Po On my ass
Task out, str8 I'm finna do the dash
I laid down, i came home I ain't going back
Took a lost, bounce back, now I'm back on track

Out on bond, 4 cases
Ain't no free features
Out on bond, 4 cases
Ain't no free features
Out on bond, 4 cases
Ain't no free features

Out on bond, fuck a plea
I ain't taking deals
But my co defendant
That pussy squeal
We did drills
We ran hoes
We was best bros
U made a deal with devil
And U sold ur soul
I laid down, i came home
I Stuck to the code
U got jammed
And u told
Dat ain't how it goes
U a bitch
U a hoe
Where ur pantyhose's
Drop 10 on your head
And get u disposed

Written by:
terrell thornton

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