Quilly Way Out (feat. Every Ave)
[Intro: Quilly]
Stuck in the hood, and I'm just tryna find a way out
I said, I'm stuck in the trap and I'm just tryna find a way out
I said, I'm stuck in the hood and I'm just tryna find a way out
Aye! Stuck in the trap, and I'm just tryna find a way out
I got this digital scale and I'm just hoping that it weigh out
My nigga stuck upstate, they tryna break out
I got this little bit of work, I'm just hoping that it weigh out
My phone keep ringin', I'm just tryna find a way out
This little bit of work, tryna find a way out
Hey, I'm stuck in the trap, I'm just tryna find a weigh out
[Verse 1: Quilly]
Penitentiary chances, I pray like a Mantis
I just wanna ball, watch me draw; no Canvas
Tryna eat for real, we was missing meals
Ya'll trained to shoot, my niggas' trained to kill
I got mine from the dirt, I got mine from work
I got mine from the 5th, I got mine from the 1st
I got mine from salat, and I get mine from the church
You got yours from your mom but my mom ain't work
I sold dimes on the street, I had to grind to eat
P95, 45, all kinds of heat
What if I gave up? What if I didn't stop?
What if I popped off? What if I didn't pop?
I should of got a job, why did I hit the block?
Why she ain't give me top? Why all my niggas' locked?
Niggas' just act tough, turn round and get the cops
I'm tryna weigh it out, I'm stuck in a box
Aw!
[Chorus: Every Ave & Quilly]
Stuck in the hood, and I'm just tryna find a way out
I said, I'm stuck in the trap and I'm just tryna find a way out
I got this digital scale and I'm just hoping that it weigh out
I'm stuck in the trap and I'm just tryna find a way out
I got this digital scale and I'm just praying that it weigh out
No, I won't stop, I know I'm on the way out
[Verse 2: Quilly]
Get your weight up, get your cake up, got my paper
Not my hate up
Niggas' faded, f..ck a shape up, my bitch bad, f..ck the makeup
I don't trick em, I don't pay up, I just school
I don't lay up, I just cook up, I just bag up, I just weigh up
And, I'm just tryna find a way out
5 star, f..ck a takeout
And, I'm just tryna move that "Yay" out
Night time till' the day out
[Chorus: Quilly]
