Yogi Krice - Shout Out

Shout out to my exes
You couldve been mine
Shout out to my haters
You ain't on my mine
If I'm looking at the sky
And the stars start crashing
Down to planet earth
Wed get burned to ashes
Inside the cannister
The best leaves makes the
Stress leave
Dose off
Phones off
Dont text me
Soft white sofa
Pop like cola
Leave it to the grown ups
Pray we dont grow up
Fell in love with a gemini
I hit the exit
Caught a separate flight
Pacific tides
This a different life
Shout out to my exes
You couldve been mine
Shout out to my haters
You ain't on my mine
Shout out to the west coast
Best smoke we bought
Draking it Like an acrobat
To capture that, Pegot
Hollywood Hill Treetops
Are filled with
The strangest people
Famous people
They dont hang with people
Unless the iPhone's are locked up
Images can't
Pop up
On the internet
Gossiping
People is watching him
On that sofa like
Missing her
Shes the anti-social type
No socialite
Not polite
We in love tonight
Im Good
But please dont waste my time
I can get way more money
But I cant buy me a new life
Shout out to my exes
You couldve been mine
Shout out to my haters
You ain't on my mine

Written by:
Kenneth Rice, Raina Robinson

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