Текст песни Outlaw - Cort Melor

Yeah, Yeah
I'm on my way
Climbing up the stairway
What's on my plate
Lot of fakes and no cake
What does it take
Minuses on the payday
If a break even
I'm rich, I'm okay
(But that don't matter that much)
What am I saying? It does
All of my friends said I suck
I have seen no one in months
My girlfriend called and broke up
Swimming with sharks I'm soaked up
I'd be better off locked up
But no luck, so what
I'll make it work somehow
I just made a 50 off Spotify I'm goldmine
Cort might go wild
If you step on my neck
That's first step towards regret
I'm so ahead in the future you're already dead
Do a reality check, analogy between you and me it's as far as it gets
And I mean no disrespect when I say
(Your music sucks ass)
Just kidding I mean full disrespect
What you gonna do? Try to come up with a bar on your own
Borrow the flow, just so you can mask the mess of the words
You tried to put together, you better lower your tone
I'm not the one to fuck with had my fair share of woes
Air we share is only thing that we have in common
Keep your comments to yourself, unless you're Joe Budden
And even then, stop butting in for Christ's sake
Nobody wants to hear what washed up guy says

Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (They came in to sin)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (Not even God can save me now)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (They came in to sin)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (Not even God can save me now)

Yeah, Yeah
I'm on my way
Climbing up the stairway
What's on my plate
Lot of snakes and no cake
What does it take
Minuses on the payday
If a break even
I'm rich I'm okay
I am a Gemini so double my assets
Like I have a twin watching out, trying to dissect my mindset
It's hard to react, I channel my spirit other way
So laws don't apply to my game
"Hi there!" Would you be interested in my cult
We don't do jack shit, occasionally drop songs
Why would we? Everyone else is lame
We just gotta give 10 percent and we're best in the game
All jokes aside, what happened to Azealia Banks
Does Luda have any plans to get up out of his grave
Potentials retired, no wonder rappers sound tired
Barley saying any words, cuz mediocre is fire
Y'all killing me with that
Hillbillies tryna rap
Idiots still making tracks thinking they gon' be the next
Bunch of Iggys without ass
So you don't even have that going for you
Yet you tryna be Nicki so bad
But it doesn't work out
Now you trying to minaj with hollywood stars
On your knees begging for a guest spot
Guess I'm at a disadvantage
I can't keep quiet or stay still like Mannequin
But I still like the challenge. I'm

Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (They came in to sin)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (Not even God can save me now)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (They came in to sin)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (Not even God can save me now)

Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (I came in to win)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (Not even God can save you now)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (I came in to win)
Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw (Not even God can save you now)