get away

Lyrics

la, nc, ny, the chi, yea - hey, yea, i wake up, hop out the shower, spray cologne on while i'm dressin, they hollin bout recessions, so my niggas out here stressin, but bitch i'm live and breathin, so to me that there's a blessin, see life is like a test that i ain't never got no f in, steppin out today, i gotta leave the crib, mama stressin out, i pray, that ain't nobody gone put a weapon out this way, cause i don't got no strap, and ever since we hit depression niggas don't know how to act, in fact, there go some niggas there, hatin i feel the stare, me vs. you shining, that's like a diamond and silverware, let ya'll feel the glare i gotta go now, i'm riding through the city with the windows rolled down, shawty hollin, so i pull up beside her, i'm frontin what's your name?, she told me boy you know me, don't play no games, now look they say you blowin up, hey is it true fired up?, i say girl they wasn't kiddin like they tubes tied up, i'm hollin hey, good god what a day, i gotta say it feels good to get away, where ain't nobody stressin over shit they gotta pay, and tell me whats work without play, all my niggas hollin hey, good god what a day, hey babygirl, tell me, can you get away, where ain't nobody hollin bout the problems of the world, its just me and my favorite girl, now all around they holla, okay so word been spreadin,that i done jetted to new york, i was up there doin my thang, so now some folks i used to know is hollin out j. cole!, i gotta chuckle cause i know they use to say jermaine, so who changed?, what's in a name though, when niggas can't hang on your shoe strings, the flow insane plus i got that flame throw, that lou cain, even in the winter, we bring, feelings of summer, suzanne, we get them hooks like t-pain and scoop them hoes like loose change, can you blame me? i'm just a boy straight out the ville, these wanksta ass niggas gettin played out forreal, you actin like you trill nigga you betta not, you talkin out yo' ass you finna get your head rocked, this is where they shoot em sideways, boys gettin blazed, can't afford to fly so we get high to get away, now come here ladies, see we tryna get ya'll loose, pour it up, take this juice we gone mix it with this goose, don't throw it up, i'm hollin hey, good god what a day, i gotta say it feels good to get away, where ain't nobody stressin over shit they gotta pay, and tell me whats work without play, all my niggas hollin hey, good god what a day, hey babygirl, tell me, can you get away, where ain't nobody hollin bout the problems of the world, its just me and my favorite girl, now all around they holla, yea - hey - yea