Lyrics No Way Out - Taysav
Gang,
gang!
Said,
"Keep
yo
head
up"
Yeah,
lil
shorty:
"Keep
yo
head
up"
I
know
growin′
up
in
these
streets
it
seem
like
it
ain't
no
way
out
But
just
keep
yo
head
up
straight
and
you
gon′
make
yo
momma
proud
Never
ever
be
a
follower,
watch
who
you
hang
around
Now
when
you
become
[?],
they
gon'
try
to
give
you
that
crown
I
know
growin'
up
in
these
streets
it
seem
like
it
ain′t
no
way
out
But
just
keep
yo
head
up
high
and
you
gon′
make
yo
momma
proud
Never
ever
be
a
follower,
watch
who
you
hang
around
Now
when
you
become
[?],
they
gon'
try
to
give
you
that
crown
When
you
grew
up
in
this
street
shit,
you′ll
see
a
lotta
shit
I
done
seen
the
realist
niggas
get
exposed
because
he
snitched
I
done
seen
the
closest
homies
fall
out
all
over
a
bitch
I
done
seen
a
nigga
flip
a
couple
eight
balls
to
a
brick
I
got
homies
that
done
died,
I
got
homies
doin'
time
So
I′m
out
here
on
the
grind;
meantime,
tryna
shine
Cause
they
life
was
on
the
line
in
that
battlefield
for
me
So
when
they
get
out,
them
real
niggas
they
gotta
be
with
me
You
ain't
gotta
prove
a
point;
shorty,
why
is
you
stuntin′?
Talkin'
bout
a
couple
thou,
only
made
a
couple
hunnid
You
been
out
here
all
day
on
this
corner
just
hustling
And
you
still
ain't
make
none,
huh?
Ain′t
that
something?
This
what
it
was
all
about
back
in
′13
when
we
was
thugging
We
was
out
here
on
our
money,
if
not
that
it
wasn't
nothing
Yeah,
we
had
our
poles
in
public,
they
was
tryna
push
us
back
Once
you
get
up
in
this
street
shit,
boy,
it
ain′t
no
turnin'
back
I
know
growin′
up
in
these
streets
it
seem
like
it
ain't
no
way
out
But
just
keep
yo
head
up
straight
and
you
gon′
make
yo
momma
proud
Never
ever
be
a
follower,
watch
who
you
hang
around
Now
when
you
become
[?],
they
gon'
try
to
give
you
that
crown
I
know
growin'
up
in
these
streets
it
seem
like
it
ain′t
no
way
out
But
just
keep
yo
head
up
high
and
you
gon′
make
yo
momma
proud
Never
ever
be
a
follower,
watch
who
you
hang
around
Now
when
you
become
[?],
they
gon'
try
to
give
you
that
crown
I′m
just
tryna
make
a
way
for
me
and
gang
to
make
it
out
When
my
brother
Pappy
died,
I
felt
like
it
was
a
drought
We
wasn't
tryna
sit
around
the
house
and
cry,
and
soak,
and
pout
We
was
tryna
go
and
slide
up
on
a
Nigga,
make
him
shout
good
(This
gun
go
boom!)
If
he
[?]
Put
his
ass
on
the
scoreboard,
we
up
by
larger
miles
Remember
back
when
we
was
poor,
now
we
got
flat
screens,
[?]
Ain′t
no
carpets
on
the
floor;
you
walk
in,
see
marble
tiles
See
I'm
just
tryna
send
a
message
To
the
youth,
so
I
hop
up
in
the
booth
I
tell
nothing
but
the
truth
Yeah,
we
make
this
shit
sound
cool
But
please
don′t
pick
up
that
tool
Yeah,
lil
shorty,
stay
in
school
Everything
gon'
be
just
cool
Please
don't
get
this
shit
confused
That
could
be
you
on
the
news,
tryna
get
fame
off
YouTube
Now
yo
family
at
the
viewing,
"O
My
God,
what
did
he
do?"
He
wasn′t
even
that
type
of
dude,
whole
time
shorty
a
loose
screw
He
walk
around
aiming
at
noodles,
tryna
take
off
left
him
clueless
I
know
growin′
up
in
these
streets
it
seem
like
it
ain't
no
way
out
But
just
keep
yo
head
up
straight
and
you
gon′
make
yo
momma
proud
Never
ever
be
a
follower,
watch
who
you
hang
around
Now
when
you
become
[?],
they
gon'
try
to
give
you
that
crown
I
know
growin′
up
in
these
streets
it
seem
like
it
ain't
no
way
out
But
just
keep
yo
head
up
high
and
you
gon′
make
yo
momma
proud
Never
ever
be
a
follower,
watch
who
you
hang
around
Now
when
you
become
[?],
they
gon'
try
to
give
you
that
crown
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1 Letter to Pappy
2 Heard Bout Me
3 Let's All Get Money
4 Can't Take It
5 Count on Me
6 Fa Me
7 Show My Ass
8 Just 2 Of Us
9 All That
10 Take it Easy
11 Fwu
12 No Way Out
13 Dedicated To Pappy
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