"Final Flight (Outro)" lyrics
I put my arm in the pot and I whipped that bitch until it hurt
My nigga died, but he speak to me everytime I rap a verse
Ay, ay, ay
Pussy don't excite me no mo', only profit
That's why the baddest bitch can walk in the room and won't get acknowledged
Nowadays these niggas got female tendencies like they mama
Nigga, fuck this rappin' shit, before rappin' we was robbin'
You ever lost a 150K shipment? It make you vomit
Lost it all and got it back, never bitched and whined about nothin'
I seen a nigga lose his trial, they sentenced him to a 100
He told the judge the world was fake anyway, so he cool with ramen
I kinda feel him though, 'cause sometimes I rather be on my own
Before I step with a 100 fake niggas, I'll step alone
Before I fuck another broke-ass bitch, I'll build my own
If you ain't bringin' nothin' to sit at this table then move along
Rule number one, whatever you do just make sure you make it back home
I've been on both sides of the pistol, don't tell me what's right or wrong
Fuck him, let his mama love him, we really get niggas gone
Turn around and hit the booth and then put his ass in the song
Mixed the motions, I've been happy and angry, tryna get my mind right
That pussy nigga died 9 times if he had 9 lives
My lil' nigga just caught a hat, he got caught 'cause he took a Uber
Had lil' bro go 'round the corner and scope the scene on a stool
77 chest shots, my shooter favor [?]
Richard bullets like Prescott and these bitches at [?]
I'm not the one like Cam Newton, I'm so 2 like I'm Mary Cooper
I stay down and ran a million up eatin' noodles and tuna
I lied to everybody, I said I'd change my ways if I made it
But I'm stuck in my ways, If I want it, you got it, I take it
I done did so much dirt, I can't ride around with it on safety
Money driven, but never thought money start drivin' me crazy
You wanna get some pay, you gotta get out of your feelings first
I'm such a introvert, I'on talk 'less the conversation got worth
I know how business work, love and trust in this game get you hurt
Paid my dues to the church by puttin' niggas corpse under the dirt
I put my arm in the pot and I whipped that bitch until it hurt
My nigga died, but he speak to me everytime I rap a verse
Ain't nothin' change, I'm still the same, I still do a verse for some work
Tell my bitch take out her wallet and put my gun in her purse
Been missin' out on life, been caught up in drama and pistol fights
Ain't nothin' change, still do a verse for some guns and a brick of White
Jump in that car, said quick prayer 'cause somebody might die tonight
Prepared for takeoffs in the mud, put a nigga on his final flight
My nigga died, but he speak to me everytime I rap a verse
Ay, ay, ay
Pussy don't excite me no mo', only profit
That's why the baddest bitch can walk in the room and won't get acknowledged
Nowadays these niggas got female tendencies like they mama
Nigga, fuck this rappin' shit, before rappin' we was robbin'
You ever lost a 150K shipment? It make you vomit
Lost it all and got it back, never bitched and whined about nothin'
I seen a nigga lose his trial, they sentenced him to a 100
He told the judge the world was fake anyway, so he cool with ramen
I kinda feel him though, 'cause sometimes I rather be on my own
Before I step with a 100 fake niggas, I'll step alone
Before I fuck another broke-ass bitch, I'll build my own
If you ain't bringin' nothin' to sit at this table then move along
Rule number one, whatever you do just make sure you make it back home
I've been on both sides of the pistol, don't tell me what's right or wrong
Fuck him, let his mama love him, we really get niggas gone
Turn around and hit the booth and then put his ass in the song
Mixed the motions, I've been happy and angry, tryna get my mind right
That pussy nigga died 9 times if he had 9 lives
My lil' nigga just caught a hat, he got caught 'cause he took a Uber
Had lil' bro go 'round the corner and scope the scene on a stool
77 chest shots, my shooter favor [?]
Richard bullets like Prescott and these bitches at [?]
I'm not the one like Cam Newton, I'm so 2 like I'm Mary Cooper
I stay down and ran a million up eatin' noodles and tuna
I lied to everybody, I said I'd change my ways if I made it
But I'm stuck in my ways, If I want it, you got it, I take it
I done did so much dirt, I can't ride around with it on safety
Money driven, but never thought money start drivin' me crazy
You wanna get some pay, you gotta get out of your feelings first
I'm such a introvert, I'on talk 'less the conversation got worth
I know how business work, love and trust in this game get you hurt
Paid my dues to the church by puttin' niggas corpse under the dirt
I put my arm in the pot and I whipped that bitch until it hurt
My nigga died, but he speak to me everytime I rap a verse
Ain't nothin' change, I'm still the same, I still do a verse for some work
Tell my bitch take out her wallet and put my gun in her purse
Been missin' out on life, been caught up in drama and pistol fights
Ain't nothin' change, still do a verse for some guns and a brick of White
Jump in that car, said quick prayer 'cause somebody might die tonight
Prepared for takeoffs in the mud, put a nigga on his final flight
