Outside (Better Days)

Yeah, yeah
They scared to come outside
Tell them boys they better pray
Tell them boys stay out the way
Tell them ain't nobody safe
On my mama, on my gang
We gon' put it in they face
Yeah
They scared to come outside

Niggas know we stepping night and day
God know I'm stepping now and later
Until it hurts, it ain't no mercy
That's just how we made it
You hear that church up in my verses
'Cause that's how I'm raised
I told God He gotta forgive me, I'm insane, oh
Get down on my knees when I'm in pain, oh
Tired of the rain on my name

(I clean this blood off my Jesus piece)
Ooh, Jesus, please
Can you fill my needs? Yeah
Tired of fuckin' up, I'm in the streets, ayy
Tryna take away this hurt inside of me

(They scared to come outside)
God, I need a second chance
Knowin' that I love you, but sometimes I do the Devil dance
Lost a couple of my partnas, so I'm slidin' out on whoever ain't
Drop one of them niggas
When I kill 'em, call the reverend, yeah (yeah)
'Cause no weapon formed against me shall prosper, yeah
Gotta know I'm clutchin' on this choppa, yeah
Waiting on them boys outside

They scared to come outside (ooh-wee, yeah, yeah)
Niggas know we stepping night and day
Niggas know we stepping now and later
Until it hurts, it ain't no mercy, that's just how we made
You hear that church up in my verses, that's just how we raised

Dawg, I feel cursed, I pray for better days
Seems like yesterday we was catching plays
And it's been harder on me lately, I can't catch a break
I'm losing niggas on a day to day
Every day, I pray
Only God can take this hate away
Lord knows if I see 'em, I'm gon' have to spray
You know the same spot I seen 'em is the spot he lay

(I cleaned his blood off my Jesus piece)
Jesus, please say there's a heaven for a real one
I had to smoke 'em, even Moses had to kill one
Do it for the bills, I swear this shit is getting ill

They scared to come outside (ooh-wee, yeah, yeah)
Niggas know we stepping night and day
(Know I'm stepping night and day)
Niggas know we stepping now and later (yeah, yeah)
Until it hurts, it ain't no mercy, that's just how we made
You hear that church up in my verses, that's just how we raised

Ooh, you hear church up in my verse 'cause that's just how I'm raised
Uh, glock off in my britches that just how I'm came
Keep a .30 on me, nigga, don't get out the way
Why-y-y-y-y-y-y
Yeah, Lord, I get my preacher on
Yeah, big ol' Desert Eagle on
Flier than an eagle, big ol' shooter pull up in them Regals, uh

Drop out, none of my people
This that gang gang, I put them demons on you
Pussy ass nigga not equal, we tote heaters
I got that ether, uh
They didn't believe I'm the people's choice, uh
They didn't believe in us
Run down on you in them Adidas, uh, yeah

They scared to come outside



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Writer(s): Og Bobby Billions, Demarcus Eugene Morgan
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