Outside

Too many pussy niggas
Trying to be the man
Outside, outside, outside, outside
You run a tough sitch you probably lose your head
Outside, outside, outside, outside
Just hoping I could break a cup of bread
Outside, outside, outside, outside
Chopper cells gonna make a nigga dance
Outside, outside, outside, outside
I’m about my mother fucking money
I got shit to lose
You come at me with that bullshit
I’m a different dude
I’m from the hood
I’m the true, bitch
I’ve been the law
I’ll knock you off
From the roost man
You been a joke

Dudes in my circle
We don’t love niggas
We ain’t nothing like these
Killers and these drug dealers
Ask around they gonna tell you man
I fuck with ‘em
G’d up stay solid keep a snub with them

Me and my niggas
We get the money
We go and spend it
While you goofy niggas
Be out here gaming and pretending
Understand that you niggas lazy
And we really living
Always talking that G shit
And ain’t never did it
Too many pussy niggas
Trying to be the man outside
You ain’t so tough
You probably lose your head
Outside, outside, outside, outside
Open up and flip a couple grand
Outside, outside, outside, outside
Chopper shells gonna make a nigga dance
Outside, outside, outside, outside

I know there’s way too many pussy niggas
Trying to be the man
On a team acting solo
Like he trying to be the brand
Really help; us but he selfish
He ain’t trying to be the brand
He only wanna kill niggas
Trying to be the clan
But black are poor
While they fostering wars
They not fortified or organized
Like Malcolm, Garvey and George
We call for help our cries
Are often ignored
Police kill us in the street
All kinds to offer support
I’m supposed to cry for them?
Uh Uh
And list me in the force
Like I’m supposed to die for them?
Uh Uh
I’m partial with the horses
Like I’m supposed to ride for them?
Uh Uh
Look at me less than human
Like I’m supposed to side with them?
I would never die for them

Too many pussy niggas
Trying to be the man
Outside, outside, outside, outside
You run a tough sitch you probably lose your head
Outside, outside, outside, outside
Just hoping I could break a cup of bread
Outside, outside, outside, outside
Chopper cells gonna make a nigga dance
Outside, outside, outside, outside

I’m just a black dude trying to get his grants up
And these police want to shoot me
With my hands up

They only want to see a nigga
Off in hand cuffs
It’s time to ride
Motherfucker gotta man up

Well fuck them I got my 40
On a hip tuck
Any nigga running up
Getting stiffed up

We tear this bitch up
And burn this motherfucker down
Dump him with the choppers
While the force is ducking down
Fuck you with a couple rounds
Killers we don’t fuck around

Hey you all I spotted you
Get the fuck down
Yeah, fuck it, Yeah!
While they trying to be the man
We gonna buck ‘em down

I know there’s way too many pussy niggas
Trying to be the man outside
Outside, outside, outside
You want a tough situation
You probably lose your head
Outside, outside, outside

Just hoping I could flip a couple grand
Outside, outside, outside
Chopper shells gonna make a nigga dance
Outside, outside, outside

Too many pussy niggas
Trying to be the man outside
Outside, outside, outside
You want a tough sitch
You probably lose your head
Outside, outside, outside
Just hoping I could flip a couple grand
Outside, outside, outside
Chopper shells gonna make a nigga dance
Outside, outside, outside