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OUTSIDE
Hip-Hop/Rap
OUTSIDE was released on January 23, 2026 by Ruthless Rule Recordz; ℗ 2026 RRR Productions, Inc. as a part of the album OUTSIDE - Single
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Release DateJanuary 23, 2026
LabelRuthless Rule Recordz; ℗ 2026 RRR Productions, Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jayy balla
Jayy balla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin A Figueroa, Jr.
Justin A Figueroa, Jr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jayy balla
Jayy balla
Producer
MaJesty
MaJesty
Producer

Lyrics

(Hook)
First thing first I’m a **** problem (Facts)
40 on my hip that **** singin’ like an opera (Boom)
Ops in the city we gon’ spin ’em like a chopper (Skrrt)
Catch his *** slippin’ leave his body by the lockers (Grrah)
**** I’m outside whole block know my name (Gang)
Still in designer when I’m slidin’ with the flame (Drip)
They love to talk but they never say a thing (Nah)
Run down quick — broad day close range (Boom Boom)
(Verse 1)
Yeah I’m from the side where it’s war every season (War)
Heard he talkin’ hot we gon’ line him give him reason (Facts)
**** on my **** she a demon I don’t need it (Nah)
Told her I’m a dog I’m just messin’ then I’m leavin’ (Gone)
They say they up but they cappin’ on the ’Gram (Cap)
Half these dudes soft they ain’t even got a plan
Catch him at the light let it fly blam blam (Boom)
Heard his brother ran put a hole in his man (Grrah)
I was really broke had to get it out the mud (Facts)
Now it’s double cups and my ice filled with floods (Ice)
They sneak dissin’ but they still show me love (Weird)
I know the envy I just shrug with a shrug
(Hook)
First thing first I’m a **** problem (Facts)
40 on my hip that **** singin’ like an opera (Boom)
Ops in the city we gon’ spin ’em like a chopper (Skrrt)
Catch his *** slippin’ leave his body by the lockers (Grrah)
**** I’m outside whole block know my name (Gang)
Still in designer when I’m slidin’ with the flame (Drip)
They love to talk but they never say a thing (Nah)
Run down quick — broad day close range (Boom Boom)
(Verse 2)
They all cap they ain’t never in the field (Never)
Said he tote steel but he fold when it’s real (Cap)
Brodie in the trap made a band off a pill (Bands)
Now the coupe matte black same color as the kill (Skrrt)
If it ain’t about money I don’t wanna talk (Nah)
Whole gang strapped better watch how you walk (Watch It)
Told my shooter “Go” he gon’ hawk with the hawk (Go)
Brain on the curb left his thoughts on the chalk (Boom)
I’m the voice of the block not a preacher (Voice)
Bullets hit his spine now he stuck in the bleachers (Grrah)
Put my all into this used to get clowned by my teachers (Facts)
Now I’m in the loft with a Spanish lil’ eater (Yeah)
(Hook)
First thing first I’m a **** problem (Facts)
40 on my hip that **** singin’ like an opera (Boom)
Ops in the city we gon’ spin ’em like a chopper (Skrrt)
Catch his *** slippin’ leave his body by the lockers (Grrah)
**** I’m outside whole block know my name (Gang)
Still in designer when I’m slidin’ with the flame (Drip)
They love to talk but they never say a thing (Nah)
Run down quick — broad day close range (Boom Boom)
Written by: Justin A Figueroa, Jr.
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