LaShawn The Lyricist - Way Out lyrics

[Verse 1] Scrollin' though my newsfeed the other day One of my old homies got shot up in the leg If the bullet went a lil higher Pain would make bro sing notes like Mariah Carey Backpacks no more, it's the heat that's carrying Young innocent teens is the ones that they burying Underneath the surface in the dirt One versus one isn't it, and kids gettin' murked It's that, squad on squad Squad on one 7 dudes against one, man this isn't Scott pilgrim I'm not with that beef sh** like a Hindu We got a positive message to continue Onto the youth and help tackle the issue Ghetto skunk that bullets spray Good a** music when skies are grey And, if my homie die today God gon' help me find a way Said, God gon' help me find a way Yeah [Verse 2] He poverty-stricken, wanna leave it all, good riddance Searching for an idea to get this skrilla Cause his pockets empty, like a stomach with salmonella He thinking he got no other choice Cause at his home, he don't got that mother's voice Telling him right from wrong So he out here, tells his boys to come along Clock hits twelve Baseball bat took from a shelf Slip outside and wait for the light on his cell Then they meet up the on corner Searching around streets like an explorer It's like his homie got a sixth sense When it comes to making cents He find the right house like he was drawn to it Window shatter, David Ortiz at batter Shiny things gathered up, like a crow's vacuum All of the j**elry, found, in that bathroom Hop out the window so fast to the street like a portal Then they heard the bang and knew this night wouldn't end normal Look back.. Damn.. [Outro] Ghetto skunk that bullets spray Good a** music when skies are grey And if my homie die today Imma find my way out Imma find my way out..