Outro Flow(Explicit)

Outro Flow (Explicit) - Oddisee/Trek Life/Toine

Yeah

Look how the f**k did i get here

I ain't talking being alive

Funny working for the machine

With the dream in my eye

No contact if you wack

You don't need a reply

This ni**a o told me early there's a seat in the ride

To success bruh

You blessed

What you need i provide

So if i wasn't shot-gunning

It was me and my pride

Got me feeling the same way i felt

When my Grandmomma died

I'm getting old time bleeding out

This ain't what i dream about

Up beating the sun on that first bus leaving out

The city just ain't for me no more

Trust when I'm breathing out the smoke

When i be on stage they be like Toine Go

But back home I'm still a john Doe from upper Marlboro

Nah Yo

F**k that

If i ain't got the condo

Living bomb jo f**k you top 5 convo

I'm gone so

Passed like Rajon Rondo

Gotta Keep it real like Los Blancos

I rep for my mom Jo

Yo

Plus who got my back too

And'ion mean for whatever rap do

It's just a capsule I'm actual

Most of my fans think that I'm underrated

I put myself within the box amongst the ones made it

Amongst the greatest and the lastest at the same time

I'm killing stages with your favorites and evading shine

And me I'm fine with the position that i'm in

But my listeners think i should be positioned in the tens

Top fives number ones all the awards

And all the sh*t that comes with it that i tend to ignore

This is classic over fashion lasting over passing

Passion over niggas who just do sh*t for reactions

I may not ever be on BET at a show

But i done seen the f**king globe so f**k accepting some gold

F**k you VIP parties

I'd rather chill on the sofa

Smoke some shisha my feet up

My lady bout to come over

No chips upon my shoulder

I'm just speaking how I feel

My ni**a I'm good for real

I got a house and a fridge full of meals

A lot of time to kill

And my ni**a I'm good for real

To the listeners i gave y'all the best of me

And when that wasn't enough

I gave the rest of me

I thought that talent and hard work would be the recipe

But that cake never did bake up successfully

And trust me

I was in the kitchen constant

New styles we rocked'em

Shows we had'em popping

Penning new concoctions

I guess I probably should been a doctor or a lawyer

Could proprerly destroy ya'

In the lab straight toiling

While my album get ignored my blood boiling

Why the f**k y'all keep passing up me in line

But i'm out

I'm'finna shine from the side line

Goodbye

I'mma let Toine serve you up

Sean wise hurtin'em

Stick figure and hard work set to murder ya'

I put in all this grind and they say'we never heard of ya'

Damn that had me trippin'

But maybe the real mission

Was to set the stage so the next generation can glisten

So I'm cool man

I mean I guess I'm cool man