They actin like I'm on my way out
They gon have to send'em all to take me down
They actin like the on my way out
I guess I'm gonna have to go n break it down
They actin like I'm on my way out
They gon have to send'em all to take me down
They actin like the on my way out
I guess I'm gonna have to go n break it down, down, down now
They actin like I'm on my way out, out, out, how
They actin like I'm on my way down
Wanna knock, I cud rock like a new hot fitted
Prolly not gunna stop till a few shots hittem
Bitches flock on my jock got a few hot women
On the block wit a glock listen dude not kiddin
Take a look at everything das goin on in the game
Dudes all are the same plus all of em lame
Niggas floss Range but they starve in the game
Guess it's jus because of the fame
I done been In the A gang so be cautious
I done been in a mustang that beat Porches
Toughen up cuz I bust thangs if he start shit
Tear it up like it's no thang so get lost bitch
Like I'm raised from the grave never hesitate or afraid
Lyrics penetrate in ya face, you erased to a better place
It's a waste if you led a stray, So
I keep goin in life like everything is lovely
Got no one to fear except god above me
No more hoping this year you just gotta trust me
Niggas know I'm the shit n stay tryna flush me
I'm a god damn angel, ain't it clear
He'll yeah it's evident that I'm heaven sent
And if all fails this year
Ima 33 year old f*ckin veteran spittin Betta shit
They actin like I'm on my way out
They gon have to send'em all to take me down
They actin like the on my way out
I guess I'm gonna have to go n break it down, down, down now
They actin like I'm on my way out, out, out, how
They actin like I'm on my way down
Got'em watching my every step like I got some new J's on
Ma pen n pad sick, you on construction wit a crayon
Got me on a bad road, im bout pop off like a hubcap
Bouta get ma buzz back, I almost said f*ck rap
But yo the kid more blessed than a chronic sneezer
And get more face time then the Mona Lisa
On the block wit a lean like the tower Piza
Tryna rock wit the king , now i got my sleeves up
Jesus, if you can't play the game then sit
Lame as f*ck, n about as hard as baby shit
You make me sick, shame on ya friends who lie to you
Give you approval when you know it deep inside of you
Man I be bar breakin , I'ma star face it
I see you lookin up to me, yeah you star gazing
Every bars amazing, you trying hard to fake it
I'm in touch wit my spirit, you try hard to break it
I done studied every flow in the book
I'm a mix between Eminem, Joey n Crook
My hearts up, cuz i done been through scary stress
But i got my bars up, like a military press, yes
They actin like I'm on my way out
They gon have to send'em all to take me down
They actin like the on my way out
I guess I'm gonna have to go n break it down, down, down now
They actin like I'm on my way out, out, out, how
They actin like I'm on my way