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Outside
Hip-Hop/Rap
Outside was released on February 3, 2023 by C.L.C Records as a part of the album Burtis World, Vol. 2
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Release DateFebruary 3, 2023
LabelC.L.C Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis Poulson
Curtis Poulson
Songwriter

Lyrics

You don't even know what the fuck your getting into
Realest in the game, bitch you better recognize
These streets is cold better wear a sweater, bitch
Nah boy
You don't want no smoke
I can't go outside **** think I'm repping
Run up on me you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson in my whip
Got banana clips and that extra grip
When you see me best not be tripping
You gon' have a lump up on your bottom lip
I can't go outside with diamonds on my neck
Without watching over my shoulder and my hand up on a Tec
But I won't shoot unless a **** got a problem letting loose
Cause I got money and a reputation that I cant abuse bitch
I cant go outside, these **** got me stressing
Set tripping on a **** who ain't repping
I guess you bad at guessing at ****
Who get to dressing in colors
That you possessing or oppressing when you testing (When you testing)
You can get pressed up and pressed out
Like Xannies off the street
If you come at me crazy you'll be tasting that concrete
Oh you mad cause your shawty got my music on repeat
And she thinking about me all up in her sleep
So I'm singing uh
I never though I'd be the one to fuck his bitch uh
I never thought I'd be the one to run this shit uh
I never though I'd be the one to run this clique
And I never thought I'd live to see me rich
But motherfucker here I am
With a hundred grand walking around with pocket change
Even though my money changed
I won't ever change I'm still the same
I got new guns and a new aim
And I'm aiming it at ****
Talking bad about my name uh
I dress like I'm that **** all the time I'm way too nice
And you know that I would never drop a dime for any price
But these **** and these bitches keep on trying
If they say that I'm telling then they be lying
I ain't going back to work
I ain't going back to church
I ain't doing nothing you **** is doing it doesn't work
You can pray all you want, but your religion can't save me
The past is in the past, give a fuck if you forgave me
I can't go outside **** think I'm repping
Run up on me you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson in my whip
Got banana clips and that extra grip
When you see me best not be tripping
You gon' have a lump up on your bottom lip
I can't go outside with diamonds on my neck
Without watching over my shoulder and my hand up on a Tec
But I wont shoot unless a **** got a problem letting loose
Cause I got money and a reputation that I can't abuse bitch
**** think I'm repping
I ain't repping bitch
I'm still the same
Problem letting loose
The one to fuck his bitch uh
The one to run this shit uh
To run this clique
Written by: Curtis Poulson
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