Way Out

[Hook] Where you going? Baby, could you tell me where you going? Baby, you know outside is pouring Half of these hoes, I mean all of these hoes they boring So where you going? Where you going? Yeah, I'm high, I'm high, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm gone I'm high, I'm high, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm gone [Bridge] Smokin' that weed, them super loud trees, I'm stoned Baby come smell the aroma, put you in that coma, that strong You cannot fuck with the kid I'm sellin' my strip, I'm honest, at least I'm honest [Verse 1] At least I know you love to drink But you say you hardly smoke now Tell what you think about those times I almost broke down Tryna find a way, I was tryna find a way out Why these niggas beggin? Why? Beggin with they hand out Make me a purchase, done working my wrist Niggas they talkin, but never do shit Yeah, I roll with my team, I roll with my clique It's that 8-7-8 and that 1-7-6 If it's back to the trap, then trappin we go Gimme some numbers, I make me some more Running around like this shit is a maze I need to start praying five times a day Talk about money, you know we don't play Hundreds and hundreds are stuffed in my jeans Remember them nights that we grind on the couch Hotline was ringing, the fiends they were blinging They want it, they want it, they wanted some more What you think I'ma do, give em some more What you think I'ma do, make all my dough Go out by RABBA, sell it for low Walk around Jarvis Street if it move slow We some new people you know how it goes Break up the bank for for the profit I make Clerk asked me, what's up with the change? Tell that lil bitch I just parted the game Now look at the nigga - I came a long way [Hook] Where you going? Baby, could you tell me where you going? Baby you know outside is pouring Half of these hoes, I mean all of these hoes they boring So where you going? Where you going? Yeah, I'm high, I'm high, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm gone I'm high, I'm high, I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm gone