Inside/Outside

They getting dizzy tryna watch me do my dance, hey
Heard they tryna diss me, that's the plan yeah
Funny when I do it cuz they can't, yeah
I'm tryna be the hero of my ends yeah
Talking 234 and great white north where I'm the man yeah
I was locked up in the stu, young nigga thinking about all these bands
2 years rapping on beats, now a nigga tryna get new drip like splash
Did it on my own no friends, I don't need no Judas, I need this bag
Told my opps come catch this L, y'all can catch these hands
Ooh, wait
Now they mad we in demand
Stop the press, I think we got ourselves a fan
SOS they liked my pictures on the gram
SOS they liked my pictures on the gram

It's way darker this time

You were the medicine
I was reality
I was stuck in the past, but I never noticed how that shit was stopping me
Lucid my dreams and foggy my vision yeah something was blocking me
I had to leave, yeah I couldn't breathe so I had to set it free
Took a shot and I bricked, I ain't going outside ever since
Took a pill, took a trip, I don't even wanna know what I missed
Posted up with the dogs, but they really opps, I just got the tip
Haters told me I should quit, I been writing raps about em ever since
Live to die another day, or imma die the only nigga tryna live
Imma talk my shit, if they want smoke, empty my clip
Run the fade, I shut em up and now you finna walk home with a limp
Never thought I'd have to beg you niggas just to get off my dick, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Udodinachukwu Nwoke
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