"Outro" lyrics

"Outro"

These dumb niggas be tapping in at like over twenty five and shit
The whole point is to get this money and leave the game man
Stupid ass niggas fam

I'm tapped out, I don't know who got stabbed
I don't know who got shot, I don't know who got grabbed
Fam I'm tapped out, I don't know about that life
I don't know who's got packs, I don't know what's the price
Fam I'm tapped out, I don't follow no one
I don't know bout no gossip, I'd rather holla my mum
Fam I'm tapped out, I ain't chilling on the corners
I'm in the park pushing on a swing with my daughters

They thought cause I stopped trapping that I can't write
Tell them crabs "I don't give a fuck what happened last night"
Old niggas reminiscing cah that's all they can do
Time flies, my little niggas make sure that ain't you
He's scared to get a job but he might as well
Ain't cool being thirty suttin doing time in jail
Nowadays I'd be in the type of party where you ain't gotta watch your back
And you know I still got my strap cocked in new yards, I ain't buying chains
Woulda slapped a couple A&R's up but I'm tryna change
I ain't on the strip, I'm usually in the studio rapping
Or directing a movie or acting
Locked in the booth, copped a new whip
Dropped off the roof plus I'm doing workshops for the youth
Every time I saw feds it made me panic
Now I don't even litter, I'm team save the planet
Too old to be running from the undies
I ain't tryna run the hood, I gave it to my young G's
They thought I'd be trapping on the block forever
Zino Records is the new Roc-A-Fella
Remember when the strip was my office
Ain't no workers round me, I got a clique full of bosses
Don't call my phone for grub cah I don't flip packs
And if you get robbed I can't get your shit back cah I'm

I'm tapped out, I don't know who got stabbed
I don't know who got shot, I don't know who got grabbed
Fam I'm tapped out, I don't know about that life
I don't know who's got packs, I don't know what's the price
Fam I'm tapped out, I don't follow no one
I don't know bout no gossip, I'd rather holla my mum
Fam I'm tapped out, I ain't chilling on the corners
I'm in the park pushing on a swing with my daughters


Writer(s): Rachel Moulden, Courtney Freckleton, Ross O Donoghue, Jesse Sopriye Sokari George
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