.45ruger - Outta there Lyrics

Heart cold as December im changing the weather
I'd rather have glocks but I fuck with barettas
Remember them Nights used to pray for the better
But i had to go get up was fed up
Aye but I never switched sides
And It ain't about love hoe its about pride
That ruger 45 only one i confide you ain't one of the guys
And ooh by the way I'm a wolf in disguise
Aye aye Lil' bitch I'm a prophet
I get to the profit I promise no stopping
And I'm with your bitch and she bopping that noggin
Slopping and topping it go hand and hand some' like hobby and lobby
And ooh and i ain't talking molly, we popping
I used to pop jiggas but I had to stop it
I ain't taking Robin got hustler genes
And hustler dreams what a fuck nigga need all you need is ambition
You can have what you wishing and wait for your plate
Cause that shit in the kitchen
Just sit down and listen
This shit I'm spilling is how you go up and that's straight through the ceiling
You can break through the ceiling, you just gotta be willing
I live what I speak and I rap what I'm living
Painting my motherfucking image so vivid I'm feeling I'm gifted
I feel so guilty this dirt in my past
Thought it wouldn't last But karma a hoe she get the last laugh
But fuck it I'll still chase a bag
Like hahaha
Uh huh I still got to the bag aye Finna run up on whom ?
Get ya ass toe tagged get ya ass body bagged
Ima' fuck if she bad ooh She can bring all her friends
And I'm bringing the lads too
No I'm bringing the shooters
Come fuck with lil ruger
These bitches confusing they picking and choosing
I'm still never losing we cruising and moving around all the obstacles
You couldn't see me not even with gotdamn binoculars
Just want the money don't want to be popular
I dare you to run up right now like a perc bitch I'm popping ya
And that I can promise ya
Like broad day I pull up where you lay get to busting and blasting that K
Pull off and i laugh with the mask on my face
And no I don't pop percs don't like scratching my face
And I'm killing the beat some' like first 48
Big shark in the water surrounded by snakes
Bitch nigga play, tie his ass up, dump his bitch ass in the lake
Imma' let his ass drown yeah
And bitch I'm the king where the fuck is my crown huh?
Keep your hoe from around here I bet she gone' drown here
I cant even feel earth bitch I'm out of there
I'm running laps around these slow pokes it got me out of breathe
I can't slip, I can't fumble if I did I'm out of there
First time ran off on the plug I was so damn out of breathe
But I was never gotdamn proud of theft
Til I ran down with that pistol and said bitch get out of there like hahahahaha
You know we ain't playing fair
And that karma bitch so ratchet keep her with me everywhere that's everywhere

Heart cold as December im changing the weather
I'd rather have glocks but I fuck with barettas
Remember them Nights used to pray for the better
But i had to go get up was fed up
Aye but I never switched sides
And It ain't about love hoe its about pride
That ruger 45 only one i confide you ain't one of the guys
And ooh by the way I'm a wolf in disguise
Aye aye Lil' bitch I'm a prophet
I get to the profit I promise no stopping
And I'm with your bitch and she bopping that noggin
Slopping and topping it go hand and hand some' like hobby and lobby
And ooh and i ain't talking molly, we popping
I used to pop jiggas but I had to stop it
I ain't taking Robin got hustler genes
And hustler dreams what a fuck nigga need all you need is ambition
You can have what you wishing and wait for your plate
Cause that shit in the kitchen
Just sit down and listen
This shit I'm spilling is how you go up and that's straight through the ceiling
You can break through the ceiling, you just gotta be willing
I live what I speak and I rap what I'm living
Painting my motherfucking image so vivid I'm feeling I'm gifted
I feel so guilty this dirt in my past
Thought it wouldn't last But karma a hoe she get the last laugh
But fuck it I'll still chase a bag
Like hahaha
Uh huh I still got to the bag aye Finna run up on whom ?
Get ya ass toe tagged get ya ass body bagged
Ima' fuck if she bad ooh She can bring all her friends
And I'm bringing the lads too
No I'm bringing the shooters
Come fuck with lil ruger
These bitches confusing they picking and choosing
I'm still never losing we cruising and moving around all the obstacles
You couldn't see me not even with gotdamn binoculars
Just want the money don't want to be popular
I dare you to run up right now like a perc bitch I'm popping ya
And that I can promise ya
Like broad day I pull up where you lay get to busting and blasting that K
Pull off and i laugh with the mask on my face
And no I don't pop percs don't like scratching my face
And I'm killing the beat some' like first 48
Big shark in the water surrounded by snakes
Bitch nigga play, tie his ass up, dump his bitch ass in the lake
Imma' let his ass drown yeah
And bitch I'm the king where the fuck is my crown huh?
Keep your hoe from around here I bet she gone' drown here
I cant even feel earth bitch I'm out of there
I'm running laps around these slow pokes it got me out of breathe
I can't slip, I can't fumble if I did I'm out of there
First time ran off on the plug I was so damn out of breathe
But I was never gotdamn proud of theft
Til I ran down with that pistol and said bitch get out of there like hahahahaha
You know we ain't playing fair
And that karma bitch so ratchet keep her with me everywhere that's everywhere