The outsiders always going to hate
Inside they blood is fake
They wanna know how much I make
Junkies calling they wanna know whats the wait
My momma calling like you ok
Honestly don't know what to say
Hope the lord let me walk through the gate
We all gonna die jus tell me the date
The outsiders always going to hate
Inside they blood is fake
They wanna know how much I make
Junkies calling they wanna know whats the wait
My momma calling like you ok
Honestly don't know what to say
Hope the lord let me walk through the gate
We all gonna die jus tell me the date
Just tell me the date
Lets get this shit over
F*cked up my past so I'm looking forward
Nobody told me get off of that corner
Stacking that money numerical order
F*ck the jail cops and the warden
Shit Let me go off with a warning
Mistakes that i made probably do it again
Do it again probably going to leave me dead
Know i could lose but I'm thinking win
Narcs raided they was one step ahead
Still took three steps back
Mac house boy i was raised in the trap
Remember that gun was raised to my back
Daddy had raised a gangsta
Momma aint raise no rate
Fish scale chopping dat bass
In real life I'm a outkast
In one night shit change fast
Learned a lot of street shit from ma dad
Started working boy I'm a trap staff
The outsiders always going to hate
Inside they blood is fake
They wanna know how much I make
Junkies calling they wanna know whats the wait
My momma calling like you ok
Honestly don't know what to say
Hope the lord let me walk through the gate
We all gonna die jus tell me the date
Just tell me the date lets get the shit over
F*cked up my past so I'm looking forward
Nobody to get off the corner
Hey Dirty MF
The outsiders always going to hate
Inside they blood is fake
They wanna know how much I make
Junkies calling they wanna know whats the wait
My momma calling like you ok
Honestly don't know what to say
Hope the lord let me walk through the gate
We all gonna die jus tell me the date
The outsiders always going to hate
Inside they blood is fake
They wanna know how much I make
Junkies calling they wanna know whats the wait
My momma calling like you ok
Honestly don't know what to say
Hope the lord let me walk through the gate
We all gonna die jus tell me the date