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)