Ways Out - Intellectual

Pilot, ULG., lezz get it

Tryna find a way out

Talking shit, bad for your health

Too busy getting this wealth

Don't fuck with people I don't know well

Bad bitch on her knees, singing me melodies

Ya'll don't be getting no features

Sit your ass right on the bleachers

Goddamn, I be off the meter

Ya'll can hit my line, if you wanna grind, I do it all the time, you know how I rhyme yeah, smoking on this pine

It gets in my eyes yeah

Come look for me if you want something cheap cause you know I don't do shit for free

Tryna find a way out

Fuck up a check, I am so blessed

Never have stress, what's up next

ULG. don't do no aggression

Scary bitch, don't get to steppin'

Teach your bitch some swimming lessons

Do no effort to be flexing

Spit heat, got them sweating

Local gang what i'm reppin

Gold medals veteran, nobody that i'm better than

Smoking on them sedatives

Feeling like a reverend

Bet that we get it in

Get a check, mail it quick

Cash it out, smoke some loud

Weigh it all by the pound

Don't give a fuck if the cops around

ULG. the purple team

Ain't no one else in the lead far as the eyes can see

No one can fuck with me

Gang