Outta State Lyrics - Vagina Diner - Akinyele

Yeah, yeah, everything's real 

I got all my life to live and I got so much love to give 

But I gotta survive, and make papes outta state 

I'm ready to make papes outta state, man 

I got all my life to live and I got so much love to give 

But I gotta survive and make papes outta state 

I'm ready to make papes outta state 

Ak to the Nel to the LE, I'm tryin' hard as hell 

To pick my future before my future picks me 

Twenty one years of age, not with minimum wage 

Don't ever seem like I'ma get paid rhymin' on the stage 

College, I always dreamt of tryin' it, the only problem here 

I don't seem to meet financial aid requirements 

Locked writin' rhymes in the crib when would I get out? 

Seems like I'm pushin' yo a hip hop bid 

At home the vibes don't feel right 

My parents keep lookin' at me as if I'm some type of parasite 

My moms separated from her spouse 

The oldest of two kids, it's my job to play man of the house 

That means gettin' off my ass, makin' immediate cash 

That broke shit, save it for an orthopedic cast 

I get road maps, learned the interstate 

Shit I'm headed out state to make papes, man 

I got all my life to live and I got so much love to give 

But I gotta survive, and make papes outta state 

I'm ready to make papes outta state, man 

I got all my life to live and I got so much love to give 

But I gotta survive and make papes outta state 

I'm ready to make papes outta state 

I'm ready to get up on a scam trip 

The I-95 outta state to make the damn loot flip 

First I need a crackhead with a credit card 

So he can head uptown and purchase me a rented car 

Just make sure that it's black 

And take off the rear view mirrors 'cause it ain't no lookin' back 

I'm goin' one deep in the driver's seat 

Throwin' the vegetarian book 'cause I'm ready for beef 

I got a three hundred and fifty seven, faren degrees heit of heat 

Better known as a burner on the street 

Cool, I got the keys to the car 

Accelerate on the gas, and have the rubber burn up on the tar 

I'm out to get money real far 

I hear my moms voice, "I'm wishin' on a star!" 

But I got to go far ma, "But I could wonder where you are" 

On the streets just deliverin' 

Packages so I can just relax and get some type of livin' 

Think that it is when it isn't 

Easy to see a family, suffer from povery as bein' given 

Man, like heck and when I get back 

I'ma rip up them welfare checks 

I got a new nine to five mom, so don't wait up late 

My job's located outta state 

I got all my life to live and I got so much love to give 

But I gotta survive, and make papes outta state 

I'm ready to make papes outta state, man 

I got all my life to live and I got so much love to give 

But I gotta survive and make papes outta state 

I'm ready to make papes outta state 

I reached my destiny and my goal 

I done flashed right past the dumb ass highway patrol 

If everything goes well I'm in it to win it 

I'm tryin' to find a hotel so I can rest up for a minute 

A round of crackheads gonna show me, neighborhood clowns fear me 

Up and down cause they really don't know me 

But all my hits, I see them scopin' out the clip 

They wanna get open, I can let shit rip 

Whatever is broke got to be fixed, twenty dimes and nicks 

Step into my house made of bricks 

My man gave me work, home on credit 

You think that I'm comin back? Tch, black he can forget it 

'Cause I got moves to bake, no time to be fake 

Bad enough gotta watch out for a snake called Jake 

Money nonstop, kept in the hush 

At twelve o'clock, I'ma catch, huh, the midnight bus 

And watch the dough flow like water 

I'm not Taco Bell but hell I'ma make a run for the border 

I feel odd, like a extraterrestrial left alone 

A calling card number, so I could phone home 

To let my people know my mission went great 

On my great escape to outta state 

Rest in peace to my little brother Donnie Boy 

Rest in peace to my man Rakim 

Rest in peace to my man, named Understanding 

Rest in peace, umm, to Atiba 

Rest in peace to my man Wilson from Exena Street 

Rest in peace to all my other peeps 

Also rest in peace to my man T-Bone 

You know I ain't forget you 

Yeah, yeah and I'm and I'm and I'm 

And I'm and I'm out