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Outlet (Straight Up) Video (MV)




Performed By: Quelle the Prophet
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Shaquelle Wiley




Quelle the Prophet - Outlet (Straight Up) Lyrics
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What you mean? Quelle in here? They going bounce
No designer, but my styles up in the bag than I can count, hear me
Your energy is not allowed, hear me
You off-brand like McDowell, hear me
They thought that I fell off, but T, tell them we back
Patience and peace of mind, bro tell them, we need that
My iso-game smooth like T-Mac
If I hit her once, then bro, she calling me back
Had my J-7's stolen out a high school locker
Never found who did it, since then, never bought them
What I really should took from that, was way off topic
Somebody smiling in your face, digging in your pocket
Decade later, still aint quite yet learn the lesson
That's why everyday, to me, is a new blessing
I'm just trying to live a righteous living, hear me
But I can't get forget all them years of ribbing, hear me
Everybody rocking with your vision, hear me
But no urgency when it comes to build it
Yeah, No. So I don't really have free time to be giving, hear me
Infiniti be passing your drop like I'm in mach flight
Working hard at what you're blessed with, bro that's God-like
I don't want that spotlight, if I could pass fame off, I'd take takers
Purple dro, heart of gold, bro, like a laker
Blessed up and highly flavored. Straight up, no chasers
Straight up, no chasers
Straight up
Straight up, no chasers. Blessed up and highly flavored
Straight up
This feel like I'm hitting the backwards-corkscrew entrance on this production
Q.T.P going keep it jumping in the function, yeah
Difference is that I'm refreshing, you redundant
That's no assumption, yeah
I'm turned myself up into something, you just fake-support so you could save a seat
I just came out the abyss right after I had slayed defeat
Rappers turning in their beats half-bit, and that's my plate to feast
Kinda wild y'all even biting styles like this, to say the least, you hear me
Power-steering something Japanese
Elegant enough music for me to do it
I'm not new to this brola I'm true to it
Brola I bring the news they bring the nuisance, you hear me
What you mean? Quelle in here? They going bounce
No designer but more styles up in the bag than I can count, hear me
Your energy is not allowed, hear me
You off-brand like McDowell, year me
Working hard at what you're blessed with, bro that's God-like
I don't want that spotlight, if I could pass fame off, I'd take takers
Purple dro, heart of gold, bro, like a laker
Blessed up and highly flavored. Straight up, no chasers
Straight up, no chasers
Straight up
Straight up, no chasers. Blessed up and highly flavored
Straight up
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What you mean? Quelle in here? They going bounce
No designer, but my styles up in the bag than I can count, hear me
Your energy is not allowed, hear me
You off-brand like McDowell, hear me
They thought that I fell off, but T, tell them we back
Patience and peace of mind, bro tell them, we need that
My iso-game smooth like T-Mac
If I hit her once, then bro, she calling me back
Had my J-7's stolen out a high school locker
Never found who did it, since then, never bought them
What I really should took from that, was way off topic
Somebody smiling in your face, digging in your pocket
Decade later, still aint quite yet learn the lesson
That's why everyday, to me, is a new blessing
I'm just trying to live a righteous living, hear me
But I can't get forget all them years of ribbing, hear me
Everybody rocking with your vision, hear me
But no urgency when it comes to build it
Yeah, No. So I don't really have free time to be giving, hear me
Infiniti be passing your drop like I'm in mach flight
Working hard at what you're blessed with, bro that's God-like
I don't want that spotlight, if I could pass fame off, I'd take takers
Purple dro, heart of gold, bro, like a laker
Blessed up and highly flavored. Straight up, no chasers
Straight up, no chasers
Straight up
Straight up, no chasers. Blessed up and highly flavored
Straight up
This feel like I'm hitting the backwards-corkscrew entrance on this production
Q.T.P going keep it jumping in the function, yeah
Difference is that I'm refreshing, you redundant
That's no assumption, yeah
I'm turned myself up into something, you just fake-support so you could save a seat
I just came out the abyss right after I had slayed defeat
Rappers turning in their beats half-bit, and that's my plate to feast
Kinda wild y'all even biting styles like this, to say the least, you hear me
Power-steering something Japanese
Elegant enough music for me to do it
I'm not new to this brola I'm true to it
Brola I bring the news they bring the nuisance, you hear me
What you mean? Quelle in here? They going bounce
No designer but more styles up in the bag than I can count, hear me
Your energy is not allowed, hear me
You off-brand like McDowell, year me
Working hard at what you're blessed with, bro that's God-like
I don't want that spotlight, if I could pass fame off, I'd take takers
Purple dro, heart of gold, bro, like a laker
Blessed up and highly flavored. Straight up, no chasers
Straight up, no chasers
Straight up
Straight up, no chasers. Blessed up and highly flavored
Straight up
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Writer: Shaquelle Wiley
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