Outside by 60ShotBlake Lyrics
[Intro]
Gang shit, man, 6-0 man, 6 Duce shit
Zoe City shit, hey
Mafia way, hey, hey
[Verse]
Got like 3 to 4 years in my pocket, I'm still outside
Back out on me, better not drop your shit, you might just die
Put a stack out on him, now she wanna open her eyes
Smokin' pressue, lost count of my chicken, damn I'm fried
Niggas sneak diss, I'm grabbin' the burger, get you fried
Had to cut 'em off, 'cause they was fuck niggas in disguise
We take the deed because they shoot before they read your rights
Come from where niggas throw shade before they get you right
Late night insomniac, still fightin' demons
If you ain't fuckin' with my bag, then we ain't beefin'
Broski told me he was a snake but I just kept sleepin'
Make a mess and then she clean it like she house keepin'
When you eatin' good you make sure you feed all your niggas
I can't trust shit, so my back against the wall with niggas
You wasn't shootin' with me, so how you expect to ball with niggas?
Caught him loafin', jumped on the phone, tried to call his niggas
I don't need to fake shit I do for no image
If you broke, get off your ass, you better go get it
Started off discreet, but now I'm feelin' prolific
Main rule we always live by is no snitchin'
Who the fuck is he?
I'm steady stackin' coins like I'm at Chuck E. Cheese
I stay lowkey 'cause I don't fuck with niggas motives personally
Separate myself, I chose to do that purposely
Walkin' on these beats, I almost do that perfectly
60Shot, if you ain't here, then I know your bitch heard of me
Jump up in the booth and I abuse it verbally
I keep sturdy shooters 'round me, nobody hurtin' me
Shorty said she leavin', but that shit ain't hurtin' me
Make this shit get spooky, it ain't no worse than me
Silly bitch tryna do [?] now, I remember her [?]
Feelin' like a new boy, got your main bitch jerkin' me
Off the yurk, and every little thing is irkin' me
Shit got a risk, they talkin' big bread but they ain't sellin' shit
If it's 18 then I'ma tax 2-6, backed out on him, he yellin', "Oh shit!"
[?]
Gang shit, man, 6-0 man, 6 Duce shit
Zoe City shit, hey
Mafia way, hey, hey
[Verse]
Got like 3 to 4 years in my pocket, I'm still outside
Back out on me, better not drop your shit, you might just die
Put a stack out on him, now she wanna open her eyes
Smokin' pressue, lost count of my chicken, damn I'm fried
Niggas sneak diss, I'm grabbin' the burger, get you fried
Had to cut 'em off, 'cause they was fuck niggas in disguise
We take the deed because they shoot before they read your rights
Come from where niggas throw shade before they get you right
Late night insomniac, still fightin' demons
If you ain't fuckin' with my bag, then we ain't beefin'
Broski told me he was a snake but I just kept sleepin'
Make a mess and then she clean it like she house keepin'
When you eatin' good you make sure you feed all your niggas
I can't trust shit, so my back against the wall with niggas
You wasn't shootin' with me, so how you expect to ball with niggas?
Caught him loafin', jumped on the phone, tried to call his niggas
I don't need to fake shit I do for no image
If you broke, get off your ass, you better go get it
Started off discreet, but now I'm feelin' prolific
Main rule we always live by is no snitchin'
Who the fuck is he?
I'm steady stackin' coins like I'm at Chuck E. Cheese
I stay lowkey 'cause I don't fuck with niggas motives personally
Separate myself, I chose to do that purposely
Walkin' on these beats, I almost do that perfectly
60Shot, if you ain't here, then I know your bitch heard of me
Jump up in the booth and I abuse it verbally
I keep sturdy shooters 'round me, nobody hurtin' me
Shorty said she leavin', but that shit ain't hurtin' me
Make this shit get spooky, it ain't no worse than me
Silly bitch tryna do [?] now, I remember her [?]
Feelin' like a new boy, got your main bitch jerkin' me
Off the yurk, and every little thing is irkin' me
Shit got a risk, they talkin' big bread but they ain't sellin' shit
If it's 18 then I'ma tax 2-6, backed out on him, he yellin', "Oh shit!"
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