Stat Quo - OutKast lyrics

(Verse)

Fuck being humble, I used to work at MacDonald’s

Frying chicken at churches, serving my niggas combos

I had breakfast with Bono, private flights in Toronto

5 star suites in Milan, just the life of a don

Breaking Bad like Walter, yea now it’s stressin like Jesse

IRS on my ass, Uncle Sam tryin to get me

Oh Lawd, oh Lawd oh Lawd I need liberation

Smoking on chunky fine day and night, it feel like I’m bassin

You see you made that pressure eat you alive

For the sake of my son and mama I had to survive

Either rappin’ or trappin’

Had no time for relaxin’

This my mufuckin passion

I’m so sorry Mrs. Jackson

That I ain’t

Get a 9-5 after graduatin’ with my bachelors

I was born to make it happen

This in my genes, fuck slackin

Ain’t no thing but chicken wings, see I stay true

When you deep in the grind this how the real wasn’t through

(Pre-Hook)

I’m in my old school Cadillac with the Compton spokes

I’m a AT alien, real nigga broke

(Hook x3)

Yea I’m a OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast

Yea yea yea yea

(Verse)

Smoking on, they on you, in southern California

Zontre til the death of me, this money is my destiny

So fresh, so clean

Fresh out of Beverly… Hills

Born in the bank, yea I remain a G

MIA with my Haitians and why she smoking Jamaica?

Florida with them Mexicans, my white boys clean up that paper

Yea I suffered some losses, congreagated with bosses

Strippers trickin and flossin

Have a bank account in the coffin

Friends left me stranded, family took me for granted

Got stabbed in my back like Caesar, I ain’t panicked

Hold on, get strong my nigga

I was born for the pro my nigga

Even when I’m gone my nigga

My mind on home my nigga

Get up, get out

Ain’t no bread on the couch

Bullshit ain’t allowed, I gotta rep for the south

Devil putting holes in my boat

You chose to sink or float

I survive just to shine, all you lame niggas hope

(Pre-Hook)

I’m in my old school Cadillac with the Compton spokes

I’m a AT alien, real nigga broke

(Hook x3)

Yea I’m a OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast

Yea yea yea yea

(Verse)

Speak about screamin, bumpin up below

On a 1 to 5, hit one or tee, they remind of the low

I got gasoline dreams, red velvet ambitions

Love them jazzy bells, bitch dunk yo ass

This is bouncing and it’s switching

Roll and climb the nerve, flim flam, yelli hoody who

My elevator’s going up now cuz yo boy’s sucka proof

See these haters gon hate

Cuz that’s what haters do

I’m celebratin now, I made this thing a truth

(Pre-Hook)

I’m in my old school Cadillac with the Compton spokes

I’m a AT alien, real nigga broke

(Hook)

Yea I’m a OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast

Yea yea yea yea

Yea I’m a OutKast

Yea yea OutKast

Yea yea OutKast

Yea yea yea yea

Yea I’m a OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast

Yea yea yea yea

Yea I’m a OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast (OutKast)

OutKast

Yea!