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Artiste:
J Hus
Titre:
Outside
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(JAE5) Don't break under pressure, show them you're a stepper Stand down never, rather show them pepper Come through with the wetter Tryna find the paper, we gon' go through any measure Not even on my level, I just see them as lesser Me, I'm a presser, but I don't know who shot that Berretta Calm and composed, not a stresser Makin' Du'a for my mother, God bless her Pray facin' Mecca, still a go-gеtter But right now I'm vex cah I heard thе profit ain't enough, I need extra Machine linking Manchester Boy get whacked from a gesture Man get splashed from the Chester Get away from jake cah we clever, immortal forever Stay with me through every endeavour No time to rest up, the cheddar Got the blicky there if ever, if ever We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala You wasn't outside you missed the action Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10 They ain't even see me at my best, not a fraction If that ting ain't bringin' any cash in, it's probably a distraction The road and the business is clashing We ride for our own satisfaction (Yeah) I stepped out the house, told mum I ain't comin' back Tryina flip them twenty packs to a hundred racks So the sit around ting, man, I'm done with that I was praying to God, it weren't paying, akh (We was on the block) I really had to step on the street, N17 Who do you expect me to be? Can I get dark, nigga? Definitely Puttin' money on my head, I hope you kept your receipt Fuck them niggas, walk the long way home Big SK, man, I'm tough like stone Can't say the names on the thugs I know 'Cause the cases ain't closed, tell a judge "die slow" Young Bouff Daddy got 'em comin' in dozens Pretty face ting, bring a friend for my cousin I was in the kitchen, bare shapes I was cuttin' Switched up the hustle, now my bank account's bussin' We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala You wasn't outside you missed the action Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10 They ain't even see me at my best, not a fraction If that ting ain't bringin' any cash in, it's probably a distraction The road and the business is clashing We ride for our own satisfaction We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala You wasn't outside you missed the action Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10 They ain't even see me at my best, not a fraction If that ting ain't bringin' any cash in, it's probably a distraction The road and the business is clashing We ride for our own satisfaction