Hands Out - Wiki, Suspect

Sometimes, I, when I listen back to my old shit

It’s like, sounds like it’s

It had like a little melody in it

Yeah, innit

Sounds like it’s a rain shaker

Hands out

Hands out

Everybody got they hands out

Man 'bout what man’s say

I got my pants down

Man waves, see my man slouched

He camped out

Like ten days

Ay-yo-yo, stay up on my damn couch

And make heat

Giving back, make it a damn house

And you can eat

So, I’m grabbin' at them hands out

Them same hands that been baggin' up them grams out

For I don’t know how long, they runnin' with they hands out

Hands out

Everybody got they hands out

Hands out

Yeah, man 'bout, man 'bout

What man’s say

But everybody got them hands out

Hands out

How you gonna look at me

Sayin' that you shook of me

Just 'cause you got hooked on me

Yeah, I rap though

Bein' a asshole, ain’t what I’m brought to be

I’m bugged to read

Broke shit I wrote to a whole group of cats

That cook for me

And the homegirls look for me

And they mosh for me

Back since apostrophe

Sound know

He came through with a wild flow

Every time that he talk to me

You sound 'bout to change, and I brought the heat

For an hour and change, I talked for free

And now you wanna talk 'bout me

Talk is cheap, muhfuckas can’t walk with me

Sayin' that I don’t give back

All my cats that’s tryna get it

Know that they 'bout to eat

I got cats on my couch that’s sleep

And if you doubt the G

All them cats gon' vouch for me

Vouch for me

They gon' vouch for me

And the cats that are 'bout, that’ll vouch for me

I don’t wanna get, I just wanna give

I don’t got the check, I just got the crib

I just do my best, I always did

Give it to the kid, so he can give it to the kid

Ridin' at they hands out

Hands out

Everybody got they hands out

Hands out

I’m grabbin' at they hands out

Hands out

Everybody got they hands out

Man 'bout what man’s say

Now they all got they hands out

But there’s nothin' I can do for you

Pay for my own way, you niggas sittin' around all day

That’s the sort of shit that you losers do

I’m puttin' out hard grub

I bet it’s somethin' that’s new to you

See how I shine, I wish a nigga try me

Man, I’ll chew him up

Somethin' like Juicy Fruit, ha

Niggas stuck to the streets

The money like super glue

From a cold place where these niggas never root for you

So I got me that spesh, of puttin' in wreck

All black, silhouette

Bang it, make him do a pirouette, like

Hands out

Hands out

Everybody got they hands out

Hands out

I’m grabbin' at they hands out

Hands out

Everybody got they hands out

Hands out

I’m grabbin' at they hands out

Hands out

Everybody got they hands out

Man 'bout what man’s say

They got they hands out

Hands out

I be grabbin' at they hands out

Man 'bout what man’s say

Yeah, it’s just

Grown shit, rappin', I know shit happens

I’m prone to action

I’m home, I’m labbin', I’m zoned and packin'

Your dome