Young Roddy - Can't Get Out lyrics

[Produced by Thelonious Martin] [Verse 1: Curren$y] I'm starting with the man in the mirror I never seen myself being a broke n***a I'm never seen in the company of no ho n***as One of the bosses that could send an order But I get out of the car, do it on my own, n***a Think when Frank White send the hit on Chinatown Larry Jumped out of that black-on-black, rat-a-tated The enemy's main b**h was the first one that he let have it My brother always strapped, I don't like guns too much But see, he love me to d**h so I guess that's why he bought me one Them haters be watching you son Don't trip, we be watchin' them So they'll never get the drop Top in the trunk, smelling like a skunk Looking like one too, racing stripes Looking like coke lines runnin' across my coupe Way higher than you b**h on the phone tellin' you something that's not true Jet Life always coming up Looking like a million plus when I'm coming through [Hook: Curren$y] Yeah, yeah, life I can't get in and I can't get out I can't get out and I can't get in La, la, la, la, la, la [Verse 2: Young Roddy] Life And they never know my next move, I leave them clueless They praying that I fall off, they must be foolish But the sh** I'm talking about, I really do this Truly, I'm a mad buddha abuser, my n***a And I ain't talkin' 'bout no U-Haul, but I keep it moving On my mission to the top, it's f** them losers No more Young Roddy, Young Ro the Ruler Peep how I maneuver through this manure I'm talking two hoes in my two door But usually I ride solo And this time I'm going for the gusto In HD, I've seen n***as cut throat And if you don't know, and if you must know I drop my j**els like a klutz, though But I'm still fly like I'm nuts, though And the fast money still give me a rush, my n***a And I still got the will to go and get it In the streets, I'm a gorilla Hustle hard from dawn to dusk, my n***a