Outro (CC2)

[Intro]

These dumb niggas be tapping in at like over twenty five and shit

The whole point is to get this money and leave the game man

Stupid ass niggas fam

[Chorus]

I'm tapped out, I don’t know who got stabbed

I don't know who got shot, I don't know who got grabbed

Fam I’m tapped out, I don't know about that life

I don't know who's got packs, I don't know what's the price

Fam I'm tapped out, I don't follow no one

I don’t know bout no gossip, I’d rather holla my mum

Fam I'm tapped out, I ain’t chilling on the corners

I'm in the park pushing on a swing with my daughters

[Verse]

They thought cause I stopped trapping that I can't write

Tell them crabs "I don't give a fuck what happened last night"

Old niggas reminiscing cah that’s all they can do

Time flies, my little niggas make sure that ain't you

He's scared to get a job but he might as well

Ain't cool being thirty suttin doing time in jail

Nowadays I'd be in the type of party where you ain't gotta watch your back

And you know I still got my strap cocked in new yards, I ain't buying chains

Woulda slapped a couple A&R's up but I'm tryna change

I ain't on the strip, I'm usually in the studio rapping

Or directing a movie or acting

Locked in the booth, copped a new whip

Dropped off the roof plus I'm doing workshops for the youth

Every time I saw feds it made me panic

Now I don't even litter, I'm team save the planet

Too old to be running from the undies

I ain't tryna run the hood, I gave it to my young G's

They thought I'd be trapping on the block forever

Zino Records is the new Roc-A-Fella

Remember when the strip was my office

Ain't no workers round me, I got a clique full of bosses

Don't call my phone for grub cah I don't flip packs

And if you get robbed I can't get your shit back cah I'm

[Chorus]

I'm tapped out, I don't know who got stabbed

I don't know who got shot, I don't know who got grabbed

Fam I'm tapped out, I don't know about that life

I don't know who's got packs, I don't know what's the price

Fam I'm tapped out, I don't follow no one

I don't know bout no gossip, I'd rather holla my mum

Fam I'm tapped out, I ain't chilling on the corners

I'm in the park pushing on a swing with my daughters