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Exit 41 Video (MV)




Performed By: Ace Hood
Length: 2:25
Written by: Antoine McColister




Ace Hood - Exit 41 Lyrics
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Uh, ya'll been eatin' all alone dawg, stop bein' greedy
Niggas got they hands out, stop bein' needy
Only time we do the crabbin', pasta linguine
Cut a couple homies off, caught bein' sneaky
Stumble but I got it back, bobbin' and weavin'
Tyson in his prime, I'm a force, what y'all needed
God level reachin', I'm killin' off certain features
Gold medal pieces remindin' me I'm a beacon
Of light to my people who struggle to find they reason
Money is the motive but really I want the freedom
Started as a worker, ended up bein' leader
Now they wanna join an allegiance, can't beat 'em
Way ahead of time and my future just silver linin'
I'm screamin' from the horizon "I am" to philosophic the pen
The bigger body, my wife, super hottie
I'm richer than that Bugatti, don't mention illuminati, nigga naw
Tried to blackball me I got quarter pocket
I'm the type to show my route and know you can not stop it
Mmm, I took some Ls to make me livin' legend
Show 'em nothin' but success I bet they get the message
Too much gassin' goin' on I might just get the Tesla
Applyin' pressure every drop you know it's somethin' special
Do not compare me to nobody I got different measures
Alkaline water in my bezel, my guilty pleasure
I told myself I never settle, I'm gon' ride forever
Bought up some property, honestly could've bought a Phantom
I know they proud of me, I'm the light in this panjandrum
I know they proud of me, I'm the light in this pen nigga
Deerfield, I'm in this shit gettin' jiggy
Haters on my sideline, can't get with me
Twelve years in it, fans still feel it
Power back up, I switched a auto to a semi, nigga
One shot kill a hitter, everybody shiver
Controlled by the white man, you sold to the system
I've been out here zennin', just holdin' my inner vision
Juicy in the kitchen, booty shorts doin' dishes
2022 this the journey of reposition
Journey of recognition, reason why we existed
Either war with the world of yourself, your decision

Dear Lord, thanks that you keep me, cover me
Watch over me, watch over my loved ones
I know that the devil always workin'
But any weapon formed will never prosper, we ready

(Hood Nation)
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Uh, ya'll been eatin' all alone dawg, stop bein' greedy
Niggas got they hands out, stop bein' needy
Only time we do the crabbin', pasta linguine
Cut a couple homies off, caught bein' sneaky
Stumble but I got it back, bobbin' and weavin'
Tyson in his prime, I'm a force, what y'all needed
God level reachin', I'm killin' off certain features
Gold medal pieces remindin' me I'm a beacon
Of light to my people who struggle to find they reason
Money is the motive but really I want the freedom
Started as a worker, ended up bein' leader
Now they wanna join an allegiance, can't beat 'em
Way ahead of time and my future just silver linin'
I'm screamin' from the horizon "I am" to philosophic the pen
The bigger body, my wife, super hottie
I'm richer than that Bugatti, don't mention illuminati, nigga naw
Tried to blackball me I got quarter pocket
I'm the type to show my route and know you can not stop it
Mmm, I took some Ls to make me livin' legend
Show 'em nothin' but success I bet they get the message
Too much gassin' goin' on I might just get the Tesla
Applyin' pressure every drop you know it's somethin' special
Do not compare me to nobody I got different measures
Alkaline water in my bezel, my guilty pleasure
I told myself I never settle, I'm gon' ride forever
Bought up some property, honestly could've bought a Phantom
I know they proud of me, I'm the light in this panjandrum
I know they proud of me, I'm the light in this pen nigga
Deerfield, I'm in this shit gettin' jiggy
Haters on my sideline, can't get with me
Twelve years in it, fans still feel it
Power back up, I switched a auto to a semi, nigga
One shot kill a hitter, everybody shiver
Controlled by the white man, you sold to the system
I've been out here zennin', just holdin' my inner vision
Juicy in the kitchen, booty shorts doin' dishes
2022 this the journey of reposition
Journey of recognition, reason why we existed
Either war with the world of yourself, your decision

Dear Lord, thanks that you keep me, cover me
Watch over me, watch over my loved ones
I know that the devil always workin'
But any weapon formed will never prosper, we ready

(Hood Nation)
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Writer: Antoine McColister
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music

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