Way Out Songtext
von Fredo

(They say my name cause they just want a way in (in)
But I want a way out (out)
Had to fly out
But it weren′t really a holiday thing
Still treating suites & Bulgari's like they′re Holiday Inn's
It's been bittersweet, so where you wanna begin?)


You had to act for this, i had to trap for this
Stand up on the strip just like a activist
So when i got my chance i had to capture it
Before they capture me
Them niggas had to switch (had to)
And wont admit a key factor is
The fact im rich
We′re reaching times i thought i′d never see
Dry snitching online is fine these days as long as you end the sentence with 'allegedly′
I'm legendary, you′ll never be
I don't mix the coke no more, it′s just a pedigree
My future's not too clear, i cant see whats ahead of me
Still i keep going full steam ahead
So if you ain't about the bread, don′t be shocked if you just get seen and left
Funny, if you diss we leave somebody in your team on read
Yeah
I pray the police never ever see the Fred
Im just tryna be the best
If you aint, then we dont even need to mesh
She ran off with some food, i took a piece of flesh
I told that little prick that he can keep the rest
Just pushed 20 keys and i dont even need a rest
Took me long enough, next week im going for some cleaner reps
I′m all alone, reminiscing back to chilling with the team
Im not free, im not in prison, ive just been living in between
Still got the woman of my dreams
Really digging in my jeans
2 karats and a Fredo looking vivid in the piece
I heard caught a body, started snitching to police
Man it's really wild, them niggas playing quidditch in the streets
Im like probation, violating, get a visit to your piece
Got some killy′s from the east
Cause theres palms on them blocks some niggas didnt wanna grease
Even when you push me, i didnt wanna speak


And i have to show the world my own nigga was a neek
Cant face the fact he's prison while im living in the street
I dont forgive, i dont forget i aint been living with regrets
So when you land on the wrong wing, them boys are splitting your tet
156 thousands what i give to patek
What you think i′ll give the respect, or disrespect
You aint got my money or my intelect
Niggas meant to be gangster
But all up on the internet
Thats why i have to interject
Its like you couldn't see, they only knew you cause of me
This shit comes with tears
They see me living overseas but they don′t see the way that i aint seen my mum in years
I wanna see my niggas but fam none are here, none are near
Wondering which path im on but its like none are clear
My daughters asking when im home and its the hardest fact
That i cant answer back, what kinda fathers that
I try my hardest, but your mummy's always starting crap
Only time i really get to see you, when she's after rack
So i stop doing shit for people where my heart attached
Cause these days i pay for love and aint left with much after tax
Man i thought you was my dargy now we hardly chat
Remember we was on the same path until that path collapsed
Still going hard with rap
Came in the game, my heart was black
Now my card is that, you can ask the barkleys bag
They remember to hate, but been forgetting to praise em′
Tell myself to ignore them, instead of engaging
But im good at really never behaving
And eating nightly in places you only take wifey for special occasions
Since i left London, i only really bettered my training
I aint stressing youre the one living where its depressing and raining

They say my name cause they just want a way in (in)
But I want a way out (out)
Had to fly out
But it weren′t really a holiday thing
Still treating suites & Bulgari's like they′re Holiday Inn's
Its been bittersweet, so where you wanna begin?