In a world where hustle reigns supreme, Gucci Mane emerges from the shadows of incarceration, challenging everyone to step up their game. This track is a bold declaration of his relentless drive and unyielding dominance. Gucci questions how others let him, a man fresh out of the feds, surpass them in success and wealth. He mocks those who fake their street credibility, emphasizing that he's the real deal – no need for validation or assistance. With sharp lyrics and a defiant tone, he underscores his self-sufficiency and prowess in both the rap game and the streets. The message is clear: if you're not grinding hard enough to keep up with Gucci Mane, you’re simply getting left behind 🚀.
Out Do Ya
Lyrics
If I ain't a millionaire then my lil boy can grow a pussy
If Guwop ain't bout his business then Popeye must be a sissy
And if you ain't getting money I don't wanna talk to ya
Cause how you let a nigga in the feds out do you
I'm not politically correct cause bitch I ain't no politician
I can't hang round none of you niggas cause you niggas might be snitchin'
But I ain't gotta deal with you, I ain't eat with you
How you bitches let these bogus ass niggas sleep with you
I can't live with you lay with you, take that pussy with you
I can't put up with you, play with you, I ain't got free dick to give you
They tried to cool with ya chill with ya take no pictures
What the fuck I look like standing by you police ass niggas
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
Your pockets in the red and I don't wanna talk to you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
I'm laughing to myself cause these rappers so broke
They sold no dope they don't want no smoke
How they let a nigga in the feds out do em
I ain't got no rap I let my chopper talk to em
A nigga need me, I don't need no nigga
I'm the shooter and the boss I don't need no killer
The money that he make don't make me richer
I'm the slickest nigga walkin' I don't need no feature
Sittin on the hood of my brand new Bentley
Old neighborhood with some brand new jewelry
Big diamond rings like a old school preacher
Bitch let a nigga out the feds come beat ya
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
How you let a nigga in the feds
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
Your pockets in the red and I don't wanna talk to you
How you let a nigga in the feds out do you
Writer(s): RADRIC DAVIS, XAVIER DOTSON
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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