Walk the Stage (outro) Lyrics

Mmmm, mmmm

Aye

Took a walk to the corner

Inhaling marijuana

Thinking bout all the time I spent doing what I ain't wanna

Thinking bout my dead friends, do it for them soldiers

Damn I'm 'boutta graduate, I walk the stage for my mama

Last year I had murder on my mind

Had me feeling like Melly

Nigga I dream like every night

Ain't no one you could sell me

Better not hold your hip too tight

The times I up it are seldom

I never wanna sit too high, the way down too treacherous

When you working on your goal sometimes it feel like complacency

Wondering if like where you at is the place to be

It took a while for me to master these cadences

I played my part, straight from the start how you hating me

I was sitting all on my ass

Thinking 'bout some cash

Had to call my nigga up

He put me on with that gas

Bagging up like every night

In the morning got class

Aye that lifestyle got me hypnotized, I don't need no advance

Took a walk to the corner

Inhaling marijuana

Thinking bout all the time I spent doing what I ain't wanna

Thinking bout my dead friends, do it for them soldiers

Damn I'm 'boutta graduate, I walk the stage for my mama

Last year I had murder on my mind

Had me feeling like Melly

Nigga I dream like every night

Ain't no one you could sell me

Better not hold your hip too tight

The times I up it are seldom

I never wanna sit too high, the way down too treacherous

Say that way down too dangerous

Nigga keep my head high

Smoking on your dead guys and this grabba leaf my head high

Any time I take a shot it's on target it's dead-eye

If I gotta get to a money play I'll take a train or a red-eye

I was sitting all on that Greyhound, headed up to ATL

The whole world my playground, I'm Gayle son, I cannot fail

Spoke to my nigga Uche, he finna make it to the NFL

I ain't hearing what you say I'm locked in, like can't you tell

Took a walk to the corner

Inhaling marijuana

Thinking 'bout all the time I spent doing what I ain't wanna

Thinking 'bout my dead friends, do it for them soldiers

Damn I'm 'boutta graduate, I walk the stage for my mama

Last year I had murder on my mind

Had me feeling like Melly

Nigga I dream like every night

Ain't no one you could sell me

Better not hold your hip too tight

The times I up it are seldom

I never wanna sit too high, the way down too treacherous

Yeah yeh

Said the times I up it are seldom

Got them dreams better not sell 'em