Walk Out (feat. DJ Premier)

Uh-huh
 Tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game
 Hold up, baby
 Take a walk
 I gotta take care of this real quick, yeah
 Tight ti- ti- ti- tight, ti- ti- ti- tight
 Tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game
 What up, Shyne? You hold the bag, uh-huh
 (Take a walk) yeah
 Been in the house for three days, high on drugs
 Me and my bitch, all we do is fight and we fuck
 I been neglectin' my first love, a lot of cash
 She been cheatin' on me out there with all these other cats
 In the first rule of business, secure the bag
 Another one, and another one
 You can ask Khaled how the young OG spin
 Might burn like the power line
 I make that currency flow, just three hundred fifty-seven thousand volts
 I'll shock the life out you
 I'll get back to this money, forget all about you
 The only thing poppin' over here is gunpowder
 Other than that, I'm laid back admirin' my life
 I got a tight network of great people
 We get things done, rain, sleet, hale, or snow
 I'm out, outside where it's icy cold
 But the money keep a nigga on fire tho', ayy
 It's four seasons, it's no day off
 3-6-5, I'm stuck to the grind
 I can't shake all this good fortune
 Addiction, the sex, drugs, money and the spotlight, get some
 It's a war goin' on nigga, come outside
 You in the bitch too long, nigga come outside
 That's how you turn soft, you a fuckin' tick
 Stop breastfeedin', you missin' all the action
 We just booked a mark for 70 thousand
 TVs and MacBooks fallin' off trucks
 The lil' homies pulled up, they trunk full of guns
 Tried to sell me an arsen-, I just need a lil' one
 Hit the club with the homies, we just shootin' the shit
 Chicks try to dance on me, but I curve all of them
 I got a thing for a queen but you not a queen
 I got a lioness in my bed, she waitin' on me
 Bumped into the RZA, we exchanged math, this what I'm talkin' 'bout
 I ain't seen him in years, this why I need to be out
 Every now and again, but not too much
 I gotta keep my mystique mysterious, serious
 It's four seasons, it's no day off
 3-6-5, I'm stuck to the grind
 I can't shake all this good fortune
 Addiction, the sex, drugs, money and the spotlight, get some
 Ti- ti- ti- tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game
 Take a walk, no doubt indeed
 Tight ti- ti- ti- ti- tight with my loot 'cause hoes like to run game
 Take- take- take a walk