Styles P
Out the Way
[Intro]
You gotta mastermind to your business
It's the best thing you could do
Trust me
Hahaha
Vinny Idol, n***a

[Verse 1]
Money on mind with a gun on my waistline
Think about death if you plannin’ to take mine
Shout out to the homies that's doin' the state time
Wasn’t race related but know it's a hate crime
N***as hate bein' broke, hate bein' late on the rent
Hustle graveyard, a n***a laid on the bench
Came from the trenches, there's a pump in the trenchcoat
I love drug money, the plug send dope
But then I had to think about the game, it's
Death or a cell or a life full of pain
Once you get the picture, you could get up out the frame
'Cause a fed shot or a headshot's all the same
I’m just gettin’ money while doin' this G shit
Me and hoe blowin’ a O, leavin' the weed scent
Probably on the plane, I don't fuck with the pre-sent
'Cause the Jakes all in it, rats and snakes all in it

[Chorus]
Stayin’ out the way-out the way of the pigs and the snakes 'cause these vermin ass n***as gon' rat
I'm about peace but I'm still up on the streets
So I'm lookin' at my piece like I left the shit black
Stayin' out the way-out the way of the pigs and the snakes 'cause these vermin ass n***as gon' rat
I'm about peace but I'm still up on the streets
So I'm lookin' at my piece like I left the shit black
[Verse 2]
Not givin' a fuck is what I'm great at
Who wanna get hit in the face with the eight like, "where the weight at?"
"Ghost don't play that"
Ghetto n***as'll say that
Laid back but I push your hairline way back
Scalped you like a native, shoot you like I'm a cowboy
Alpha and Omega, that data say I'm a wild boy
Tokyo drift when I shift
Let off a clip out the window with the left
Raise it up, proceed to dip
Who wants to live like that? Not I
Rather shop and pop by
Pull up in a drop five
The four-door M, no top and a Glock nine
I'm in the player's suite when I stop at the stop sign
I never tell a poor-ass n***a that I got mine
Unless I'm in my nine and I'm really on that time
'Cause I know it's on-site 'cause he tryna get me lined
Stay away from rats and them snakes and that swine, you'll be fine

[Chorus]
Stayin' out the way-out the way of the pigs and the snakes 'cause these vermin ass n***as gon' rat
I'm about peace but I'm still up on the streets
So I'm lookin' at my piece like I left the shit black
Stayin' out the way-out the way of the pigs and the snakes 'cause these vermin ass n***as gon' rat
I'm about peace but I'm still up on the streets
So I'm lookin' at my piece like I left the shit black
[Verse 3]
Stayin' out the way, it's a new day
Used to be the handgun next to the cocaine
Flyin' on the through-way, sales goin' in and out
If you from the slums, you ain't have dinner
You don't give a fuck what the sinnin' 'bout
Jack boy, dope boy, better have the change
'Cause I seen the game, I ain't gon' have shit to show for it
Now I'm blowin' this weed, I'm gettin' chauffeured
Could put you on a poster or give you my poster
You say you gettin' that money, I tell you go for it
Wanna reach for your hammer? I tell you go for it
'Cause I put in my work and got the dough for it
When you sold your ass and was a hoe for it

[Chorus]
Stayin' out the way-out the way of the pigs and the snakes 'Cause these vermin ass n***as gon' rat
I'm about peace but I'm still up on the streets
So I'm lookin' at my piece like I left the shit black
Stayin' out the way-out the way of the pigs and the snakes 'Cause these vermin ass n***as gon' rat
I'm about peace but I'm still up on the streets
So I'm lookin' at my piece like I left the shit black