Out On Bond Lyrics - Nobody's Smiling - Common

feat. Vince Staples 

Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces 

Plastic bag carryin', no two paces 

IPhone, belt by Gucci 

Bands with loose change and some car keys 

To the Maserati, license plate green got body 

Passenger side only ride hot bodies 

When we was young as we wanted, show our bodies 

Cadillac come from the Southside army 

The army now, don't try to harm me now 

It's my time, you can't alarm me now 

I ball, bitches wanna palm me now 

Vacation in palm tree style 

In the morning where the dons be now 

Drinkin' lattes, over breakfast I pray and end it with an [?] 

Cops say we lookin' for a nigga thats dressed nice 

Seats be goin' way back just like Just Ice 

Black leather wearin' justice on the collar 

Change is we only ain't trustin' the dollars 

Try to get me, get wet like bed sheets 

Probably with technique, and let the text speak 

Like the [?] conference I rap off the head consciousness 

Freestyle, free trap niggas from bondage 

Every word you heard is bond is 

Double on 87, on some bomb shit 

I'm out on bond 

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Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond) 

Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond) 

Preposterous chains, top notch dames (I'm out on bond) 

Preposterous chains, top notch dames 

Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces 

Los [?] to juvenile placement 

All for C-notes, the feds confiscatin' 

Back to that block with brains on the pavement 

Paid restitution, O from the lootin' enter 

Cause they did it, you was influenced 

Your mind gone, life don't seem much bigger 

Than your time zone, broke as the rich get richer 

Blunt burnt lips and a worn out liver 

That's everyday livin', guns everywhere chillin' 

Got you feelin' like this money comin' sooner than later 

'Til then I'll be runnin' from the judge and the bailiff 

Crime commitin' cause these women love a man in Mercedes 

I never save for when it's rainy, hope Jehovah can save me 

While I'm out don't [?] tryin' to find my time 

'Til I hit the main line in that cell confined 

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Preposterous chains, top notch dames 

Plastic rap music, rollin' in the Range 

Preposterous chains, top notch dames 

Plastic rap music, rollin' in the Range