Outside

(Intro)
What up?
What it do?
(Outlaw G here )
I'd like to welcome everybody out tonight
Welcome all the new Gang members
To the experience of a lifetime
I need your hands up though
Let’s go 

(Hook)
know where to go 
it’s cold outside 
Ridin' with my burner and my beat amped up
heat blowin' and my window down
Throwing ' up my hood when I hit ur town

(Verse 1)
Look
My mama wanna know why I'm bangin'
She told me I'ma lose my life
I ain't trippin', I'm a G and I'ma do it right
'Fore I run from a knigga, I'll lose the fight
I gotta hustle, mama, I'ma move the white
If I died and came back, I'd do it twice
Brainwashed by the block, it consumed my life
Cool knigga but a killa when the mood is right
Bullets have the wolfs howlin' at the moon at night
Mama, it's cold outside, ain't no hope outside
Couple kniggas gettin' money outside, most is broke outside
Rocks in the house, sellin' dope outside
Reminiscin' on my kniggas that got smoked outside
Suckas in the house when them killers outside
Hustler gotta eat when them folks outside
Got a burner on my lap and I'm dippin' in my ride
Life's a bitch, knigga, fuck it

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
Ch'yeah
They say we probably die slangin', bangin', pressin' the line
All a knigga really got is my respect and my pride
Got a chopper for the coppers, keep a TEC in the ride
Every knigga got a limit, never step on the line
When the set say it's on, I'm expected to ride
When the world say I'm on I got the set on my side
Matter fact a knigga got the set on my back
E.C. boy, the world ain't ready for that
Knigga, it's cold in my hood, ain't no hope in my hood
Couple homies couldn't cope, smokin' dope in my hood
But I could never ever be from no other hood
And I could never ever leave my folks in the hood
Thank the Lord every mornin' that I woke in the hood
And summers that I rode chrome spokes in the hood
If I never sold a mil' off what I work in my hood
I ain't trippin' 'cause kniggas know I spoke for my hood

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Yeah, look
No, I don't want your love, it's not why I make music
I owe myself, I told myself back then that I would do this
And I always look so out of reach, it just seems so confusin'
That I felt my place in life, a young black man, it's seems so useless
But I don't want no help, just let me suffer through this
The world would not know Jesus Christ if there was never Judas
This knife that's in my back'll be the the truth that introduced us
And the distance in between us is the proof of my conclusion
So life is what you make it, I hope you make a movement
Hope your opportunity survives the opportunist
Hopin' as you walk across the sand you see my shoe print
And you follow 'til it change your life, it's all an evolution
And I hope you find your passion 'cause I found mine in this music
But I hope it's not material 'cause that's all an illusion

(Hook)

(Outro)

West Coast Gangsta Vibes