We Outside (feat. Pharoahe Monch & Che Noir)

Look

They prayin' on my downfall, they wish they could stop me (How?)

I got hit with three shots and the shit didn't drop me (I ate those)

The neck and the wrist is as rocky

I got positions on the top, now you **** gotta sit and just watch me

You gotta watch me

Lobster tail and shrimp with the broccoli

My trench is Versace, all cheetah print, so the bitches can spot me

Shit that I dropped, I should be listed as top three

Thirty clip in this Glock, I hit your bitch in the top

I got rich fast, they wanna know how I feel

Other rappers whose career been goin' downhill

**** who had a lil' buzz and even signed deals

They back broke and the jects drinkin' brown still

I pulled the 2020 Benz off the lot

Draco and 4lb, the only friends that I got

You can look at my scars, see I been through a lot

Before this rap shit, I had a fork spittin' in the pot

I ain't had no workers then, I had to push it myself

Bought it hard till I learned how to cook it myself

I made myself a boss, I wasn't lookin' for help

In the mirror, I see a G when I look at myself

Talk to 'em

Yeah, every night my block action-packed (Yeah)

I listen to the **** rap, and that was cap

Ha, ha, pink strings and a cactus jack

Steph Curry, MVP shit, I'm winnin' back to back

Although they pray on my downfall

I stay workin' just to prove them wrong

From the 716 all the way down to the Southside

We outside, we outside, we outside, we outside

Can't leave my prints, so I wore hand gloves

Took a penny from my thoughts, put it in a poor man's cup

These words are riddling verses

Was inspired by visions of fiends' veins

I thought it looked like scribbles and cursive

My struggle's never made sense, until I cashed a check

I always wanted more but couldn't get it till I mastered less

Was mad and stressed, 'cause I rapped the best and slashed a rapper's neck

'Cause every bar is a bullet like my trigger finger had terrets

Being underrated, shit ruined my patience

Guess I'm due for vacation, set back, kept losing the basics

I was due for embracing but still, I knew I would make it

The shit I drew was amazing

Don't fit the mold from them rules they created

Hunger pains left me chewin' a razor

Racists threw us in cages, and ate the food in our faces

I'm motivating to the ones in the crew that I hang with

They got rap sheets long enough they can use as a blanket

Fans askin' how long it's gonna take to know she's the best

At what point does paying your dues leave you in debt?

Used to freeze where I slept, so I could see every breath

Wore my heart on my sleeve till it started eating my flesh

Tried to spit that introspective shit, but **** missed it

So I flipped it, a misfit that put wack rappers into a hit list

This rap shit made me sadistic, message was cryptic

And just won't bother to turn rappers to a statistic, for real

Although they pray on my downfall

Oh, Lord

I stay workin' just to prove them wrong

From the 716 all the way down to the Southside

We outside, we outside, we outside, we outside