Out of Town

(Hook)

I've been gone, I've been I've been gone (ay)
Out of town, I been Out of town babe
Going strong, money in my palms (ay)
Can't right these wrongs
That's why my drink strong (yeah)

Shoutout to myself, shoutout to myself (ay)
I don't need no help, goin for the belt though
Shoutout to myself, shoutout to myself (ay)
I don't need no help, goin for the belt though

Verse 1

Weezy Drought 3 on repeat all day
It was FOB, Skinny jeans take this to your grave
Altima on the road yeah that shit was my escape (oh)
Holes up in the soles, but the road gold paved (oooh!)

You thought i was good for dead
Talking about bullet in the head