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TruCarr - Outside Lyrics



TruCarr - Outside Lyrics




[Verse 1]
I can't trust shit, it be like f*ck shit
Only want the real, no assumptions
If you f*ck with me, show me somethin'
Who was there for me, I had nothin
Look, bitch, I'm from the struggle, I ain't gotta flex, uh, yeah
Bitch, I want some cash, I don't want no sex, uh, yeah
If it ain't 'bout no money, I don't wanna text, uh, shit
If you ain't come direct, you ain't come correct
Ayy, look, I be outside while you in the room
One sec' you think you good, then boom, uh
Cold nigga in the winter, hot in June, uh
Keep the pussy, told her I'll hit it soon, ayy, uh
I can tell in your eyes you a fraud, uh, yeah
You the type of person play it off, uh
My pops, he was never just involved, uh, yeah, yeah
Guess my mama raised me a dawg, ayy


[Post-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

[Verse 2]
Well look, I can't f*ck with snakes, so case closed, jugg, huh
Pesos, bankrolls, bagels good, huh
I go, they go, we go, hood, huh
This bitch, that bitch, let her choose up, ayy, huh
It's a fair game, huh, no need to explain, huh
Shit, the way I be on they necks, I'm like a neck brace, huh
I just f*cked somebody bitch, might drop a sextape, huh
Free my niggas outta jail, I hope they escape
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English

[Verse 1]
I can't trust shit, it be like f*ck shit
Only want the real, no assumptions
If you f*ck with me, show me somethin'
Who was there for me, I had nothin
Look, bitch, I'm from the struggle, I ain't gotta flex, uh, yeah
Bitch, I want some cash, I don't want no sex, uh, yeah
If it ain't 'bout no money, I don't wanna text, uh, shit
If you ain't come direct, you ain't come correct
Ayy, look, I be outside while you in the room
One sec' you think you good, then boom, uh
Cold nigga in the winter, hot in June, uh
Keep the pussy, told her I'll hit it soon, ayy, uh
I can tell in your eyes you a fraud, uh, yeah
You the type of person play it off, uh
My pops, he was never just involved, uh, yeah, yeah
Guess my mama raised me a dawg, ayy


[Post-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

[Verse 2]
Well look, I can't f*ck with snakes, so case closed, jugg, huh
Pesos, bankrolls, bagels good, huh
I go, they go, we go, hood, huh
This bitch, that bitch, let her choose up, ayy, huh
It's a fair game, huh, no need to explain, huh
Shit, the way I be on they necks, I'm like a neck brace, huh
I just f*cked somebody bitch, might drop a sextape, huh
Free my niggas outta jail, I hope they escape
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Writer: DARREN MALIC CARR
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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Language: English
Written by: DARREN MALIC CARR

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