Out Of Control
4-Gazm Lyrics


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Whoa we been out of control I swear
Black we been out of control you know
Word to Money we been out of control
Back when I was popping pills getting out of control
Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold
I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead
I was popping pills getting out of control
Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold
I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead

I rep the three like Addis mane
Whoop on your ass like I'm Pootie Tang
Smoke me a blunt to the face
I just want me a Kim K
But I take one from the T
She loving and freaking on me
I got to get back to the trap
Got to take over the map
Money Money what's up Money
I need dough what's up Four
'07 start kicking in doors
Start bagging a couple of hoes
Now I'm bagging the smoke
Started off cutting up soap
22 ready to mother fucking shoot you
Fuck what you talking bout little dude
If you got problem we can get into it
Always been mother fucking fool
Kept me that mother fucking tool
Knock out your mother fucking tooth
You know how the fuck I do
It's Black Meju bitch
DNG yeah I'm looped

Back when I was popping pills getting out of control
Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold
I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead
I was popping pills getting out of control
Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold
I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead
I was popping pills getting out of control
Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold
I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead

Cant be a boss you don't listen
Middle school serving up dimes in detention
Bitch I was homeless never went hungry
Had everything out the mud on my lonely
Thought I was crazy called me a flunky
Got fronted some hard a I found me a junky
He said it's dope but I just swathe money
And all I could think is they can't take nothing from me
I just play stupid life made me ruthless
Found me a check and them bitches start choosing
Some tried to rob me an some tried to use me
Now my trap booming
Tryin to make movies
Fuck up the club and leave everyone booted
Never knew love I don't want to know cupid
But I met a plug an a couple of shooters
I know your homies an y'all just some losers
You a bitch an you lie in your music
That's why I stack my penny's ceiling
I siping on Henry until I get dizzy
All of my niggas is with it for real
I got the steal for real
All of my niggas ten years plus we kill

Back when I was popping pills getting out of control
Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold
I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead
I was popping pills getting out of control
Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold




I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead

Overall Meaning

The song "Out of Control" by 4-Gazm is essentially a boastful display of gritty, streetwise rap. The song is predominantly about the lifestyle of drug dealing and striving to be the best in the game; and emphasizing the resilience and capability of individuals who survive hardships and have to hustle in less fortunate positions. The first verse starts with two lines talking about their lack of control and then continues with a reference to a friend and their mutual experience of being out of control. The chorus repeats twice, emphasizing that the singer has been out of control, popping pills and spitting fire long before anyone else was. It further emphasizes that the singer is a standout and better than others. It's a clear indication of their superiority over others, and every verse thereafter is a testament to their strength in the face of adversity.


The second verse talks about the singer's life of criminal activity, starting with drug dealing in middle school and carrying on after being homeless as an adult. The singer has no fondness for love or gentle life, as they believe these things make people weak. The lines about stacking pennies to the ceiling, sipping on Hennessy, and holding onto a stolen item emphasize the singer's serious street savvy that is not to be trifled with. The overall tone of the song is that of a person who has lived life on the streets, not afraid to assert themselves, and a total boss who has achieved success against all odds.


Line by Line Meaning

Whoa we been out of control I swear
We have been behaving recklessly and uncontrollably.


Black we been out of control you know
Our group has been out of control, and you are aware of that fact.


Word to Money we been out of control
We have been behaving in a wild and out-of-control way, as confirmed by stating to the reliability of the Money reference.


Back when I was popping pills getting out of control
At a previous time, I was taking pills and acting recklessly.


Before the heat was hitting Clay we was breaking the mold
Prior to the point when things were heating up in our area, we were already going against the norm and doing our own thing.


I had been spitting that fire you just woke up with that morning breath
I have been coming up with great ideas and performing exceptionally, while others are still trying to catch up.


Fuck what you heard pickle to your head leave you brain dead
Disregard any rumors or gossip because it is false and harmful to your well-being.


Cant be a boss you don't listen
You cannot become a leader if you do not listen to others.


Middle school serving up dimes in detention
During middle school, I was selling small amounts of drugs while under detention.


Bitch I was homeless never went hungry
Despite being homeless, I have never experienced extreme hunger or starvation.


Had everything out the mud on my lonely
I have worked hard for everything I have achieved and accomplished in life through my own efforts and determination.


Thought I was crazy called me a flunky
People judged me and called me crazy and a failure because they did not understand my struggles and the challenges I faced.


Got fronted some hard a I found me a junky
Someone gave me drugs with the expectation of me selling them, and I found a drug user to help me with that.


He said it's dope but I just swathe money
The drug user told me the drugs were good, but I only saw the potential for profit.


And all I could think is they can't take nothing from me
I realized that I have control over my destiny and no one can take away my hard work and achievements.


I just play stupid life made me ruthless
I pretend to be naïve and uneducated, but my struggles and difficult life experiences have made me tough and unapologetically aggressive.


Found me a check and them bitches start choosing
Once I obtained money, women started showing interest in me.


Some tried to rob me an some tried to use me
Some people attempted to steal from me, and others attempted to take advantage of me.


Now my trap booming
Now my drug dealing business is thriving and profitable.


Tryin to make movies
Attempting to live a luxurious and exciting lifestyle.


Fuck up the club and leave everyone booted
Go to a club and disrupt it so that everyone leaves quickly.


Never knew love I don't want to know cupid
I have never experienced true love and do not want to fall in love.


But I met a plug an a couple of shooters
I met someone who can provide me with drugs and a few people who can use weapons.


I know your homies an y'all just some losers
I know your friends, and you and your friends are not successful or significant.


You a bitch an you lie in your music
You are weak and dishonest in your musical performance and content.


That's why I stack my penny's ceiling
That is why I save up all my money and never spend it foolishly.


I siping on Henry until I get dizzy
I am drinking Hennessy until I become intoxicated.


All of my niggas is with it for real
All of my associates and friends are truly committed and involved in our drug dealing business.


I got the steal for real
I possess a real gun that can be used for violent purposes.


All of my niggas ten years plus we kill
All of my close associates have served at least ten years in prison, and we are willing to kill to protect our illegal activities.




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: C Washington, T Moyer

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