I'm Out 创作者：
Danny Brown

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Verse 1
Am Am 
 
I had to be like 15
My dog ain't have his ills but
copped a Cutlass Supreme
Clean from an old white dude,
he got a deal
And at the gas station where he got killed
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Am Am 
 
Late night filling up, niggas shot him up
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Am Am 
 
Em Em 
 
Asleep when the call came,
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Am Am 
 
news when I  woke up
17 car- jacked, dead at the Mobil
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Am Am 
 
Em Em 
 
I swear I shed a tear every
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D D 
 
time I see a photo
Am Am 
 
Now I'm all grown up
G G 
 
same spot cop Swishers
Em Em 
 
Old school Chevy check
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the rear view mirror
Am Am 
 
Give a bum a buck,
show the lil niggas love
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Pocket full of kush,
D D 
 
so I hit 'em with a nug
Am Am 
 
My homie left the hood,
I ain't seen him in a minute
G G 
 
Em Em 
 
Pull up smoking reggie with
D D 
 
his bitch in a rental
Am Am 
 
He said "I just got out" and
Em Em 
 
can I let him hold something
Am Am 
 
I told him that I'm broke,
man I ain't got nothing

Verse 2
Am Am 
 
And I'm out (Aight then)
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
In a '87 Cutty 'bout to
D D 
 
go pick up a light skin
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
And I'm out (Aight then)
Blowing on some kush the
Am Am 
 
D D 
 
color Minnesota Viking
Am Am 
 
And I'm out (Aight then)
Catch me swooping up a freak and I'm
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
knowing how my night ends
And I'm out (Aight then)
Saying killa has some lightning,
pipe blue or pipe thin

Verse 3
Am Am 
 
See this is  all we know
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Am Am 
 
Just running 'round the hood
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Am Am 
 
dog with nowhere to  go
Wanna grab some Swishers but
the narcs at the store
So we parked at my man's,
put the chronic on hold
So now we just posting,
G G 
 
drinking on some 40's
My nigga got his 40 said drop
D D 
 
him at his shorty's
G G 
 
Told my nigga chill,
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Am Am 
 
'bout to roll one with hash
G G 
 
Soon as the hook leave then
Am Am 
 
D D 
 
my nigga we can smash
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Am Am 
 
G G 
 
All in rotation, puff- puff passing
Em Em 
 
Eyes like cherries through
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D D 
 
magnifying glasses
Am Am 
 
Think I got the munchies,
my nigga, you hungry?
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Am Am 
 
'Bout to run to Cork Town
Em Em 
 
D D 
 
grab us some munchies
Am Am 
 
The blunt turned to ash,
Em Em 
 
gave a dap an  d laughed
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Em Em 
 
Drunk the rest of  the 40, threw
E E 
 
D D 
 
the bottle in the trash
Am Am 
 
Made sure I had my phone,
Em Em 
 
Am Am 
 
grabbed a square out the pack
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Gave my homie that, jumped in the Cutty then I smashed

Outro 1
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