Roy August - Get Away Lyrics

I been in the trap nigga
Getting the rack, can't f*ck with no rats, them niggas can't sit with us
Been up for like 4 days
My homie just told me he just caught a cold case
I don't do cocaine, now I'm smoking my weed, I'm back to my old ways
I got my own plate, niggas pocket watching I think they all gay
Remember in 08, I was sleeping on floors sometimes had no Colgate
Had to get to the money, now these hoes is saying they love me
When I was broke always looked at me funny
Had to cut em off, all these hoes all be cunning
I need my bag I'm hungry, I'm trap nigga, trap nigga, trap nigga, trap nigga

Had to get away, I ain't putting brakes
I ain't gonna wait, I was running out of patience
Had to get away, I ain't putting brakes
I ain't gonna wait, I was running out of patience

I thank God that the whole gang, looking all blessed
I had to go count my blessings
These days I don't care about shit, I'm counting these racks
And I'm counting these cheques
F*ck out my way nigga
I came a long way to be signing a deal less than 6 figures
Rather be getting my own cake than be working for niggas and shifts nigga
My new sound been giving them fits
F*ck niggas hating on this
But we left them in the past tense
Now shit is really getting tense
I don't know karate, I'm dropping bodies bitch
Big balling I'm Scotty Pipen
Been looking like I got a million
Itty bitty on her titty
I been counting these racks like 50
If talking about racks I'm in it, If talking about racks I'm in it

Had to get away, I ain't putting brakes
I ain't gonna wait, I was running out of patience
Had to get away, I ain't putting brakes
I ain't gonna wait, I was running out of patience