Outta Control
E-40 Feat. Dem Hoodstarz & Mistah F.A.B. Lyrics


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Pushed in the game at a young age
Feel me touch me as I turn the page
A little past ten, roughly about
Eleven years old dropped in the good location

My scratch is smellin' sour and it's stinkin'
Got a nigga seriously thinkin'
"How can I kill this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
Minimum wage flippin' patties, nope

I'd rather fuck around with Coca Cola, yola
Ice cream, candy, granola, huh
Slave for men, that's what they told me
And I'll break you off somethin' suitable

Brought you a key of crack quicker than you bring me back
(Can you)
There are some things recoupable
Gonna smooch your black and beautiful
For my partner she used to be plucked and ugly

Hangin' around them old squeegee boys
Man them the motherfuckers that have love for me
They straight cut for me, deal me, touch me
L O V E, E to the F to the R T Y

I spits the shit from the T O P, it's me, the E
Droppin' it nuclear all the time
Motherfucker comin' from the motherfuckin' mud
Fuck you niggaz, you think I sell my soul
But I'm way too cold, motherfucker

Sittin' in my livin' room, thinkin' of a master plan
Tryin' to find a way out, then I snatch the scratch
And laugh, so I painted me a picture of a life
To make a dream, can you feel me now?
Ballin' outta control, ballin' outta control

Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo'
Now I'm havin' long money, like Ross Perot, so take
Notes from a big ol' Shakie the pimp, pretty much established
Livin' out of hand, lavish, throwin' parties so madrid

Closer feeling with big time folks makin' big time cabbage
Become a savage, guess your boat was
Twenty, and you tried to stab us
Six figure digits, just like I 'ot you like

I got the whole city sewed up in stitches
Your product'll win if you gots top grade, but you gotta
Keep, your lawyers and your bail bondsmen paid
The word on the street's is that I done, came up too fast

Motherfuckers want a piece of my soul
Playa haters wanna cut my grass
You don't wanna bring your bitch into what the top act is pourin'
Out of control sittin' on tickets

Million dollar spots, technology chops
And a motherfucker proud fool, assed ridiculous
Straight fuckin' 'em up like that, throw me my strap man
I want these fools to feel me

Reverend, would you put some blessin' oil
On my head and hear me
I'd never sell my soul 'cause I'm way too cold
Motherfucker, ballin' outta control

This ol' game, kids they run, never get a second chance
So take me to this world, now there's always time, to getch'a
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin' to say
I'm ballin' outta control

Niggaz trippin' off me, 'cause I was a young motherfucker ballin'
Every other fuckin' day I'm tellin' my fahaha's I quit
Niggaz trippin' off me, 'cause I was a young motherfucker ballin'
We can get it on, we can get it on

Niggaz trippin' off me, 'cause I was a young motherfucker ballin'
Forty one, and let them know
But even though my pocket's fat my belly's bigger
Gots to come sic strict strict wid it

Throw the hoe, y' know in a big ass gumbo pot
Full stir, let it settle to make it lock
Horse races, trips to Vegas, frequent flier
Whass up you timah, when your ass gonna retire?

I ain't knowin', keep tellin' myself that I'ma call it quits
But I got myself too much motherfuckin' cabbage
Out there runnin' in the streets
Lookin' up out the way for the one time

Po-Po Penelope be seriously concentratin'
Noided as I watch the back for all of my chemistry
'Cause fools be playa hatin'
Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks

Esquired land and crops, techno chops and glocks
'Cause niggaz be tryin to make movies
When they get all in front of these bootch ass hoochies
I be like poppin' the cap like a hungry mother

I ain't even gon' lie I'm to', twoasted, looped, to' back, souped
Plastered, puked, on the get back fully recouped
Fuck these niggaz, they think I'll sell my soul
But I'm way too cold, motherfucker

Sittin' in my livin' room, thinkin' of a master plan
Tryin' to find a way out, then I snatch the scratch
And laugh, so I painted me a picture of a life
To make a dream, can you feel me now?
Ballin' outta control, ballin' outta control

Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin' outta control
Out of motherfuckin' control
I'm ballin' outta control 'cause I'm way too cold
Yeah, I'm ballin' outta control

Yeah, feel me man
I feel you man, can you feel me man
Yeah, I feel you man, Vitti can you feel me?
I feel ya, motherfucker can you feel me?

Yeah, feel me man
I feel you man, feel me boy?
I'm ballin' outta control




Every fuckin' time, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, motherfucker, yeah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of E-40 Feat. Dem Hoodstarz & Mistah F.A.B.'s song Outta Control primarily describe the struggle and rise of E-40 in the music industry from a very young age. He talks about being introduced to the game at a young age and being forced to quit school to support himself. He then turns to illegal means of making money like drug dealing and coke business to make ends meet. In the second verse, he talks about his success in the music industry, buying a luxurious car and the lavish lifestyle he leads. However, people around him constantly try to bring him down and question his success, but he is determined to stay true to himself and not sell his soul. The chorus reiterates his success and how he is balling out of control.


Overall, the song has a message of not giving up and staying true to one's self amidst adversities. It also highlights the negative consequences of money, power, and fame and how it changes people.


Line by Line Meaning

Pushed in the game at a young age
I started in this industry when I was young.


Feel me touch me as I turn the page
As I grow older, understand my journey.


A little past ten, roughly about eleven years old dropped in the good location
I was only about eleven years old when I was introduced to this industry.


My scratch is smellin sour and it's stinkin
The money I'm earning is not satisfying anymore.


got a nigga seriously thinkin
I'm contemplating how to improve my financial situation.


"How can I kill this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
How can I get rid of this bad smell and buy a luxurious car?


Minimum wage flippin patties - nope
I refuse to work for minimum wage flipping burgers.


I'd rather fuck around with Coca-Cola, yola
I'd rather engage in illegal activities like drug dealing.


Ice cream, candy, granola, huh
I used to hustle and sell various items to make money.


Slave for men - that's what they told me
People warned me that I would become a slave to others in this industry.


and I'll break you off somethin suitable
I'll provide you with something that meets your expectations.


Brought you a key of crack quicker than ?
I delivered crack cocaine to you quickly.


Recoupable
I expect to make back the money I spent on drugs.


Future black and beautiful
I see a bright future for myself and my community.


My partners used to be plucked and ugly
The people I used to associate with were poor and unattractive.


Hangin around them old squeegee boys
I used to spend time with young boys who cleaned windshields for money.


Man them the motherfuckers that have love for me
Those boys were the ones who truly cared about me.


They straight cut for me
They were loyal and willing to do anything for me.


Deal me, touch me, L-O-V-E
They showed me love and affection.


E-to-the-F-to-the-R-T-Y
I'm E-40, expressing my identity.


I spits the shit from the T-O-P
I'm a top-tier artist, delivering high-quality music.


It's me, the E, droppin it nuclear all the time
I consistently release explosive tracks.


Motherfucker comin from the motherfuckin.. mud
I come from a rough upbringing.


Fuck you niggaz, you think I sell my soul
I don't care what you haters think, I won't compromise my values.


But I'm way too cold, motherfucker!
I'm too confident and talented to be swayed by negativity.


Sittin in my livin room
I'm reflecting on my life.


Thinkin of, a master plan
I'm brainstorming ways to improve my situation.


Tryin to find a way out
I'm searching for an escape from my current circumstances.


Then I snatch the scratch, and laugh
Once I find a solution, I confidently execute it and revel in my success.


So I painted me a picture
I visualized a better life for myself.


of a life, to make a dream
I created an image of the life I aspire to have.


Can you feel me now
Do you understand my intentions and desires?


Ballin outta control, ballin outta control
I'm living a life of luxury and success.


Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo'
I recently purchased a brand new car from the showroom floor.


Now I'm havin long money, like Ross Perot, so take
I've accumulated a significant amount of wealth, like Ross Perot.


notes from a big ol' ? pimp, pretty much established
Learn from me, someone who has achieved success in the pimping business.


Livin out of hand lavish
I'm living an extravagant lifestyle.


Throwin parties ?
I regularly host extravagant parties.


with big time folks makin big time cabbage
I associate with wealthy individuals who make a lot of money.


Become a savage, get swol by ones
You have to be ruthless and build your wealth one dollar at a time.


Twenty a drum's established
I'm making twenty thousand dollars per drug deal.


Six figure digits, just like I tell you like
I'm earning a salary in the six-figure range.


I got the whole city sewed up in stitches
I have complete control over the city and its criminal operations.


Your product'll win if you gots top grade
Your merchandise will be successful if it is of high quality.


Keep, your law-yers and your bail bondsmen paid
Make sure you have enough money to pay your lawyers and bail bondsmen.


The word on the street's is that I done came up too fast
People are saying that I achieved success too quickly.


Motherfuckers want a piece of my soul
People are envious and want to take advantage of my success.


Playa haters wanna cut my grass
Jealous individuals want to sabotage my success.


You don't wanna bring your bitch
You shouldn't introduce your girlfriend to this chaotic lifestyle.


to what type of ? out of control sittin on tickets
To the wild and uncontrollable situations I find myself in.


Million dollar spots, technology chops
I own expensive properties and possess advanced technological skills.


and a motherfucker proud fool-assed ridiculous
I am proud of my extravagant lifestyle and wealth.


Straight fuckin em up like that, throw me my strap man
I handle problems aggressively, give me my weapon.


Feel me
Understand and empathize with me.


Reverend would you put some blessin oil on my head
Reverend, please bless and protect me.


and hear me
Listen to my words and struggles.


I never sell my soul cause I'm way too cold
I will never compromise my integrity because I'm too confident and talented.


Sittin in my livin room
I'm reflecting on my life.


Thinkin of, a master plan
I'm brainstorming ways to improve my situation.


Tryin to find a way out
I'm searching for an escape from my current circumstances.


Then I snatch the scratch, and laugh
Once I find a solution, I confidently execute it and revel in my success.


So I painted me a picture
I visualized a better life for myself.


of a life, to make a dream
I created an image of the life I aspire to have.


Can you feel me now
Do you understand my intentions and desires?


Ballin outta control, ballin outta control
I'm living a life of luxury and success.


Yeah yeah, I'm ballin outta control
Yes, I'm living a lavish and successful life.


Out of motherfuckin control
I have completely surpassed anyone's expectations.


I'm ballin outta control
I'm living an extravagant lifestyle.


Cause I'm way too cold
Because I'm extremely talented and confident.


Yayayy, I'm ballin outta control
Yes, I am indeed living an extravagant life.


MotherFUCKER! Ah yeah
I'm determined and unapologetic for my success.


Feel me main
Understand me, my friend.


I feel you
I understand and empathize with you.


Can you feel me main
Can you understand and empathize with me, my friend?


Yeah, I feel you main
Yes, I understand and empathize with you, my friend.


Vitti can you feel me?
Vitti, do you understand and empathize with me?


I feel yah!
Yes, I understand and empathize with you!


Motherfucker can you feel me?
Can you understand and empathize with me?


Yeahahayahahah!
Yes, I understand and empathize with you!


Feel me main
Understand me, my friend.


I feel you main
I understand and empathize with you.


Feel me boy?
Do you understand me, young man?


I'm ballin outta control, yeahahahhh
I'm living a life of luxury and success.


Every fuckin time
Consistently and without fail.


All day, motherfucker
Throughout the entire day.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: EARL T. STEVENS, SAMUEL RAMONE BOSTIC, LOUIS KING, MIKE MOSLEY

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East10

Still one of the greatest bangers. Bumping this proudly still in 2022.

Venture Wayward

SLAPPIN!!! Keep up this dope ass shit!! It's outta control!

StevenAbootman

damn this is good, way to hold it down for the town E!

Chuck Macki

FABBY DEF. MERKED IT!!! SCOOT KILLED IT AS ALWAYS ALSO. HOW DOES THIS ONLY HAVE 1.500 VIEWS?? WHY AM I WRITING IN ALL CAPS???

BIGREMYRELL74

Str8 Slap! THIS SONG BLEW MY JL12's In My Truck,I Replaced Em The Next Day And Slapped This Even Harder G! EAST SIDE UP! PEACE 74

slimThick Jones

This shit thumps 🔥

thefatalveli1

"Yockin, Marijuana smokin, Desert Eagle talking, i dont think they know it" - Tha Ambassador !!!

El Burdigato

this shit hard!

Stone Tudabone

I love everyone on this song. Slaps hard. Id love to hear these guys take on real issues like Immortal Technique or Ill Bill. Point out who is ruining the world. E 40 and Fabby Davis laying down truth for the bay and beyond. I am all for fun and all that but every song cant be about what you do or what you have.

Big Blue Marbles

This shit tight! 707

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