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Outside
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Outside was released on September 22, 2021 by PunchMoB Records as a part of the album Hottest N***a Out
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AlbumHottest N***a Out
Release DateSeptember 22, 2021
LabelPunchMoB Records
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Earl Nevils III
Earl Nevils III
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Lyrics

Don't start none
It won't be none
The opps ain't never on shit
They sit at home and troll shit
That talk over the phone shit
That's why they never outside
We'll yellow tape and cone shit
That mobster Al Capone shit
That put you on a song shit
Don't start none
It won't be none
The opps ain't never on shit
They sit at home and troll shit
That talk over the phone shit
That's why they never outside
We'll yellow tape and cone shit
That mobster Al Capone shit
That put you on a song shit
I came outside with two guns
And Ima use em 'fore I lose em
This shit too fun
The opps be snoozin'
When I'm cruisin'
They think they won't lose none
But they ain't dodgin what I'm using
Bitch I use drums
Then put the violence in my music
Look they don't hit the block
They take pictures on the corner
We juss clean em like mops
And shoot at pigs like Chris Dorner
These **** work with the cops
They only gangsta early mornings.
They act as square as a box and
They'll get punched on like Norbit
I'll give the opps boops and bops
They'll get punched
Like George Foreman
When they see us ona block
They drive past and start recording
We be hoppin outta foreigns
Do our shit then eat at Morton's
Stomp a **** out I hope
I don't get no blood on my Jordans
These **** net poppin'
Think they brackin'
Hoppin' outta rentals
I'ma call my **** Strange to
Put some bullets on they mental
All that smilin' on IG
I got Nina to fix they dimples
And they wanna play hide-seek
But this laser ain't gone miss em
Don't start none
It won't be none
The opps ain't never on shit
They sit at home and troll shit
That talk over the phone shit
That's why they never outside
We'll yellow tape and cone shit
That mobster Al Capone shit
That put you on a song shit
Don't start none
It won't be none
The opps ain't never on shit
They sit at home and troll shit
That talk over the phone shit
That's why they never outside
We'll yellow tape and cone shit
That mobster Al Capone shit
That put you on a song shit
I be hanging like a big dawg
My **** chop shit like big saws
This ain't a movie or a big blog
We giving smoke like thick fog
We want the smoke
Like where the menthol
We play defense
You'll get picked off
Bitch boy this the big leagues
Y'all take losses like a Knicks team
Thought you was Rocky
Now you miss Creed
They hate that we do big things
We eat survival and we piss dreams
And when we slide
We giving 6 wings
They don't really wanna take it there
That's on the gang
They won't make it there
They bruise one
Then we gone take a pair
You think numbers
Should make it fair
But we got guns
That could take a bear
We make the game
The game don't make the player
Take advantage of the situation
Get an idea of the shit you facing
Don't lose yo life on some instigation
Take this song as inspiration
You playing with God
That shit ain't in ya nature
We'll slide down
With them big erasers
Don't start none
It won't be none
The opps ain't never on shit
They sit at home and troll shit
That talk over the phone shit
That's why they never outside
We'll yellow tape and cone shit
That mobster Al Capone shit
That put you on a song shit
Written by: Earl Nevils III

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