All the Way Out (feat. Boldy James)

Hahahaha
Speedo, where we at? 227 (yeah)
Blockworks (concreatures) let's get it
Uh-uh, uh

I might tear up if I give you the clear cut
All I been through and all that they can tell me do is cheer up
I heard bro name popped up in some paperwork
He got a lot of smut on his rep he gotta clear up
Ain't tryna hear much like I got on some earmuffs (at all)
I been schooled, grab a seat and pull a chair up
Fully auto chopstick with the hair switch
We be thuggin' in the project more than the blair witch (where we at with it?)
All of these carats in my rolo, dolo on the block
While you roll around with twenty niggas like a scared bitch (pussy boy)
Pussy nigga know my body, I got framework (ayy)
Type of nigga get a nigga whole gang murked (whole gang murked)
Give a fuck about the narcs or the blue and whites
Only worried 'bout them undercovers in them plain shirts (woo-woo)
Ain't ridin' for your gang member, shouldn't rep his death
Be them same fake lame niggas that don't ever step

If I don't got it on me, then brodie got it on him
And he gon' crash all the way out (and he gon' crash all the way out)
I'm phil Jack, I just called a play out (yeah)
The shit was all bad before I saw it play out (it's all bad)
Doing the hokey-pokey, I put one foot in, the other foot
He had it all the way out, big steppin' (foot, he had it all the way out)

Ayy, I'm stuck in this shit
Plug hit me with a bad batch, now I'm stuck with this shit (for what?)
Drum roller get to kickin', ain't no jackie chan (brr)
Ar autograph a nigga block up, I'll crack a fan (doo-doo-doo)
Leave him spiffy in his casket, Gucci dapper dan
Heard them niggas want smoke with blocks, we can match a gram (blockworks)
A half a band for this chop', bought it half off
Let off half a clip, came back and spin after we stabbed off
Don juli' in my ghetto, we who got the strength
Playing both sides against the middle, niggas not exempt (yeah)
Airing shit out only way I know how to vent
None of your niggas not killers, they just got attempts (hahaha)
I make this shit look easier than robin thicke
80k in my left pocket left a wallet print (big print)
Seen my first brick of 'caine in the trap with tino
Double coffee cup full of drank, this ain't no cappuccino
It's only us

If I don't got it on me, then brodie got it on him
And he gon' crash all the way out (brr, and he gon' crash all the way out)
I'm phil Jack, I just called a play out
The shit was all bad before I saw it play out (saw it bad)
Doing the hokey-pokey, I put one foot in the other foot
He had it all the way out, big steppin' (foot, he had it all the way out)

Where we at?
Paper right back then
Why every time that I get out, they pull me right back in?
It's mafia, what else?