Outcast - The Big Hash, A-Reece, Flame

Can’t die Young

But I live fast

Stay an outcast

Nigga, woah!

(aye)

Can’t die Young

But I live fast

Stay an outcast

Nigga, woah!

(aye)

Are you ready?

Yeah

Are you ready?

Yeah

Bottles heavy

Yeah, woah!

(aye)

Are you ready?

Yeah

Are you ready?

Yeah

Bottles heavy

Yeah, woah!

(aye)

All my niggas on patrol

You know the motto

You can never trust a hoe

They ain’t never take it slow

They go from fresh meat to

Someone else’s Sloppy Joe

Please don’t ever call me bro

Put some respect on my mama’s womb

Nigga, no

Don’t you know I’m ‘bout to blow?

I don’t need complications

With my bloods or the pros

You’re a con

I’m a teenage icon

Can’t go to war with the kids, nigga

Rap coz I love it

You rap when I say wrap it up

I call shots and you bleed nigga

But we started off on the wrong foot

In the right door

Now we run game

They used to call us names

Now they can’t say 'em out loud

Coz it’s all vain

Was a broke nigga with a broken fam

You know how it goes

Things change nigga

Niggas marvel when

The ride I’m in is flames

I’m the new Nicholas Cage nigga

Lord knows how I tolerated every person

In my face til' 17

Had to make it happen quick

So the boy stopped school

Started chasing dreams

Yap yap

Always talk facts

SoundCloud owe me plaques

Check the stats

Checkmate on a blind date

Put the pussy on the plate

See no hate from the fakes

Uh

It was hard

Me and bros came straight up

From the floor

They like the sound

So we had to bust their doors

Came through with the slaps

That they just couldn’t ignore

Came through with the slaps

Yeah

Got ‘em asking for…

More!

Holding it down for the young niggas

We the hottest out

Who the fuck you talking ‘bout

If it ain’t fucking us, nigga?

Aye

Hush, nigga

We might turn you into dust nigga

We be getting big bread

Why y’all still fighting over crumbs, nigga

Goddamn

Dropped outta school to get rich

I just had to take the risk

Had to do it for my kid

Can’t give a fuck ‘bout a bitch

Nah

Put it in

Ain’t gon' stop ‘til I make me a ‘mil

Yeah

4AM

And we outtchea trapping in the hills

Be quiet

The dead do not speak nigga

Baby boy, Big Hash & Fuego

Be honest

How cold are your feet, nigga?

One hand on the bible

One hand on the gun when I

Hop on a beat, nigga

If they put out 50

We move as a unit

Come show us you’re G, nigga

Rubber band gang

Fuck a bank

Up again

I got no one to thank

Doing me and it’s something you ain’t

They wonder like

«why ain’t he takin» a break

You ain’t got much on your plate

We eating

You already ate

You cannot have it your way

Look you dead in the face

Look alive when I tell you that

You cannot have it your way

You did not go through the pain

We wasn’t brought up the same

She ask do I got what it take and

I told that lil' bitch that I’m already taken

I took that video down

But it’s up again

I guess she already saved it

I don’t give a fuck if she hate it

She cannot have it her way

Fresh to death

Digging up my own grave

You boys ain’t accustomed to fame

Look you dead in the face

Look alive when I tell you that

You cannot have it your way

Can’t die Young

But I live fast

Stay an outcast

Nigga, woah!

(aye)

Can’t die Young

But I live fast

Stay an outcast

Nigga, woah!

(aye)

Are you ready?

Yeah

Are you ready?

Yeah

Bottles heavy

Yeah, woah!

(aye)

Are you ready?

Yeah

Are you ready?

Yeah

Bottles heavy

Yeah, woah!

(aye)