Tone Da Man - Outta No Where 2

This that Outta no where 2, lil nig*a
(Two, two, two, two)
They Like Tone what it do, my ni*ga
(Do, do, do, do)
I been low on the grind, my ni*ga
(Grind, grind, grind, grind)
I'm Just Really trying to shine, my ni*ga
(Shine, shine, shine, shine)
I been out here on the grind
I'm just really trying to shine
All these bi*ches want to kick it
I ain't even got the time,
I been plottin on the low
Moving on my own time,
I been gettin to the money
Invest it all in the grind
And you can tell that, that hustle
Runs deep in my veins
Yeah, i did it for my momma
Rest in peace to her name
Man thats who i do it fo'
F*ck the praise and the fame
Only do it for the money
Thats the name of the game
Crazy how sh*t changed
From a few months ago, yeah
Ni*gas switched up, but
I stuck to the code, always kept it a
100 told the fam i won't fold
And all this music i been making
Swear to God this sh*t gold
And yeah i heard ya new sh*t
With them same a*s flows
Boy you better switch it up
Cuz that sh*t gettin old
On the norfside gettin money
Nig*a that's where we at
In the club gettin it poppin
Came straight out the back
Outta no where
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Yea this came outta no where
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Set Da Tone 2 nig*a and you
Know its coming, nigg*s put me
In the booth and i took off running
Headed straight towards the top
Ain't no headed back, once you cross
Me once best believe ain't no coming
Back, i been cooling with the gang
Finna buy us all chains, yeah we rock
A lot of jewelry, but we don't do no
Wedding rangs, they like Tone you
Next to blow, but i don't give af who go
I'm just really out here workin
Trynna put the city on, in each
And every way i can, you can check
My track record, man this sh*t is so
Easy, i do this sh*t with no effort
Round this bit*h 2-steppin'
Feelin like Da Man Now, yeah
We used to struggle, now we playin
Round with them bands nig*a
Whatcha gotta say?
This that Outta no where 2, lil nig*a
Two, two, two, two
They Like Tone what it do, my ni*ga
Do, do, do, do
I been low on the grind, my ni*ga
Grind, grind, grind, grind
I'm Just Really trying to shine, my ni*ga
Shine, shine, shine, shine
And all the sh*t that they talked
And all the sh*t that they said
I know they really regret it
How it's stuck it in they heads
How i just stayed humbled
And i flexed on they heads and
Now we countin that cash
And they wishin i'm dead
But ion give af ni*ga, give af ni*ga
Keep on talkin sh*t you gone
Whind up in the trunk ni*ga
Young ni*ga get buck ni*ga
For a buck ni*ga, pull up to ya shows
And we kickin in them doors nig*a
Make you ni*gas lay it down
Cuz we ain't playin around
All we know is cash talk
All we stack is bands now
Never get my hands dirty
I just put my mans on ya, he gone
Handle that light work and ima
Do my dance on ya, and that's
Just wat it is
This that Outta no where 2, lil nig*a
Two, two, two, two
They Like Tone what it do, my ni*ga
Do, do, do, do
I been low on the grind, my ni*ga
Grind, grind, grind, grind
I'm Just Really trying to shine, my ni*ga
Shine, shine, shine, shine

Written by:
Antonio Holmes

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