Outlaw Shit (feat. Waylon Jennings & Yelawolf)

She said storms will never last
 So I'm looking out the window like, when's it gonna pass
 I need some cash, I did the math, it keeps ending in subtraction
 Is it fate or just the laws of attraction? I'll never know
 Pa's tracks, fast lane, cocaine dealer
 Tryna ease this pain with these painkillers
 I don't want my soul to be stained to obtain my wealth
 I couldn't learn from his mistakes, I had to make em myself
 And I ain't never been scared, but reality is frightening
 My 3 year old daughter's name came from my indictments
 Like a vh1 story with a hard ending
 Shit I'm serving a life sentence and I still got a charge pending
 Seems like everywhere I go now, they watching
 Hiding this pain in my eyes behind Versace's
 Can't sleep I'm too busy chasing dreams
 And the fed's sent a posse down like I ain't never seen
 Don't you think this outlaw shit has gotten out of hand?
 What started out to be a joke, the law don't understand
 I've always been crazy but it kept me from going insane
 I grew up thinking it's part of the game
 Them outlaw's always taught me bad guys we're the fed's
 Don't get high on your supply, your brain will look like eggs
 In a skillet, yea can you feel it? forget it
 80's baby, crack era, that's how im'a get it
 Fresh up outta jail, new plan, new man
 But I can't seem to change who I am, I'm a hustler
 I been running for so long from them boys
 I can't go to sleep without the noise
 Television's on,.40 by my head
 Laying on the couch while my Shawty's in the bed
 If I stay awake til' 5, i'll probably sell another ounce
 Shoes tied tight just in case I gotta bounce
 Hear their tires hit the gravel, how they know I'm back at it?
 Little girl looking, "daddy why you in the attic"? I'm hiding
 Don't you think this outlaw shit has gotten out of hand?
 What started out to be a joke, the law don't understand
 But it's a beautiful view, when we're looking down
 From this high, over snow capped mountains
 Crimson dyed, don't give my momma black roses
 I gotta gun, but I'm not strong enough to hold it
 Crimson dyed, a broken record for a token
 Pay a silver dollar for another crime story
 But when you're looking down, from this high
 And I just made it to the clouds
 And it'll be a while before I hit the ground,(let's go)
 And taking freedom from me now
 Would be like taking water from the nile
 Cause the river still flows
 From a story that a dam couldn't hold
 (Ight grandpa it's your turn)
 Don't you think this outlaw shit has gotten out of hand?
 What started out to be a joke, the law don't understand
 
 She said storms will never last
 So I'm looking out the window like, when's it gonna pass
 I need some cash, I did the math, it keeps ending in subtraction
 Is it fate or just the laws of attraction? I'll never know
 Pa's tracks, fast lane, cocaine dealer
 Tryna ease this pain with these painkillers
 I don't want my soul to be stained to obtain my wealth
 I couldn't learn from his mistakes, I had to make em myself
 And I ain't never been scared, but reality is frightening
 My 3 year old daughter's name came from my indictments
 Like a vh1 story with a hard ending
 Shit I'm serving a life sentence and I still got a charge pending
 Seems like everywhere I go now, they watching
 Hiding this pain in my eyes behind Versace's
 Can't sleep I'm too busy chasing dreams
 And the fed's sent a posse down like I ain't never seen
 Don't you think this outlaw shit has gotten out of hand?
 What started out to be a joke, the law don't understand
 I've always been crazy but it kept me from going insane
 I grew up thinking it's part of the game
 Them outlaw's always taught me bad guys we're the fed's
 Don't get high on your supply, your brain will look like eggs
 In a skillet, yea can you feel it? forget it
 80's baby, crack era, that's how im'a get it
 Fresh up outta jail, new plan, new man
 But I can't seem to change who I am, I'm a hustler
 I been running for so long from them boys
 I can't go to sleep without the noise
 Television's on,.40 by my head
 Laying on the couch while my Shawty's in the bed
 If I stay awake til' 5, i'll probably sell another ounce
 Shoes tied tight just in case I gotta bounce
 Hear their tires hit the gravel, how they know I'm back at it?
 Little girl looking, "daddy why you in the attic"? I'm hiding
 Don't you think this outlaw shit has gotten out of hand?
 What started out to be a joke, the law don't understand
 But it's a beautiful view, when we're looking down
 From this high, over snow capped mountains
 Crimson dyed, don't give my momma black roses
 I gotta gun, but I'm not strong enough to hold it
 Crimson dyed, a broken record for a token
 Pay a silver dollar for another crime story
 But when you're looking down, from this high
 And I just made it to the clouds
 And it'll be a while before I hit the ground,(let's go)
 And taking freedom from me now
 Would be like taking water from the nile
 Cause the river still flows
 From a story that a dam couldn't hold
 (Ight grandpa it's your turn)
 Don't you think this outlaw shit has gotten out of hand?
 What started out to be a joke, the law don't understand