Trinidad James - Flat Out lyrics

[Intro] We find Clark Kent Mild mannered reporter for the Daily Planet Walking the streets From when out of nowhere his super hearing picks up... [Hook x4: Wale] What's your set 'bout Me and my n***as, we flat out [Verse 1: Wale] Told you n***as, "Do not f** with us" Hope you n***as do not f** with us You caught feelings cause I caught her attention She caught a flight after I caught a nut, whoa! Shoutout to my brothers, doe Quote me too You goin' make some haters when you love a ho Higher echelon, God bless my soul Profit of my infectious flow Pardon if my vocab ain't good But the school I was in ain't have no books These rap n***as never had me shook I am from a town that is ran by crooks Get the work from out of town for the money and the power n***as steppin' on the powder like it's athlete foot Know y'all got come get at me first Little n***a better act your worth Understand n***as got to be heard Why the f** n***as got to be herbs [Hook] [Verse 2: Trinidad James] I usually don't do freestyles Cause my style ain't free, n***a Fresh from head to toe I said fly from the feet up I said, you're looking for a real n***a b**h, look up and you'll see us You lookin' for your b**h, n***a Don't look up, she with Jesus I said hallelujah, b**h pop the p**y So she raise her hands and pop the p**y I'm with Wale, that's MMG And that Molly make her go woo And that money make me show out My grind wasn't planned out I'm a real n***a, don't do handouts My mama crib my stashhouse In the Yeezy box, n***a oh Lawd n***a Ziploc and my Concords Tell the Feds I don't give a f** I'm the man now, I'm the man now And that's D.C. to the A town I said D.C. to the A town And when I flaunt, n***a, that's hands down But in D.C., they say flat out [Hook]