Outside (Capone Talk)
(They're scared to come outside)
I thought that
God don't love me no moe
I'm fuckin' tha pastor child
I smoke raw cone filled wit zaza
This ain't black and mild
Put my head on my bitch
Big ole soft ass
When I wanna lay it down
Neva been the type to brag
But I'm the hardest
Nigga in this town
(I cleaned his blood off my Jesus piece)
And I'm like Jesus please
Can you bring me peace
I swear my life like Power
And I'm Ghost my son Torique
And the streets treat me like Hova
I done my named
My gun Memph bleek
(They're scared to come outside)
Niggas know we steppin' night and day
Niggas know we steppin' 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
That's just how we raised
Niggass know we
Steppin' evening to evening
Wanna go to war
Wit G-S-E it ain't no peace treaty
I done cross my heart
And hope to die
Tha day this shit get easy
Why? Cus this shit ain't
Neva been easy
Neva been tha type of nigga
To break down
Wen she say she leavin'
You was broke at first
Den I turned you up
And now she ackin' greedy
We was slimes at first
Tryna slime a nigga out
Bae why you acting sleezy?
Must be the power
And the fame you see on T-V
You done fucked my homie
So I fucked yo cousin
Now lil bitch we even
I got her cookin'
And she cleanin'
We might do this every weekend
Why? Shoulda known
Yo ass was sneaky
Jus to keep shit simple
Gotta keep my pistol
Cus he know that he can't beat me
Gotta keep my goons on salary
I'm signing checks bi-weekly
Politicking wit the gang
You woulda thought dis
Was a mob meeting!
(They're scared to come outside)
Niggas know we steppin' night and day
Niggas know we steppin' 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
That's just how we raised
Ima step
Jus like the cha cha slide
Why you beat that bitch ass
You know we culda had a menage
You said your dream house
Was a his and her garage
I thought that
God don't love me no moe
I'm fuckin' tha pastor child
I smoke raw cone filled wit zaza
This ain't black and mild
Put my head on my bitch
Big ole soft ass
When I wanna lay it down
Neva been the type to brag
But I'm the hardest
Nigga in this town
(I cleaned his blood off my Jesus piece)
And I'm like Jesus please
Can you bring me peace
I swear my life like Power
And I'm Ghost my son Torique
And the streets treat me like Hova
I done my named
My gun Memph bleek
(They're scared to come outside)
Niggas know we steppin' night and day
Niggas know we steppin' 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
That's just how we raised
Niggass know we
Steppin' evening to evening
Wanna go to war
Wit G-S-E it ain't no peace treaty
I done cross my heart
And hope to die
Tha day this shit get easy
Why? Cus this shit ain't
Neva been easy
Neva been tha type of nigga
To break down
Wen she say she leavin'
You was broke at first
Den I turned you up
And now she ackin' greedy
We was slimes at first
Tryna slime a nigga out
Bae why you acting sleezy?
Must be the power
And the fame you see on T-V
You done fucked my homie
So I fucked yo cousin
Now lil bitch we even
I got her cookin'
And she cleanin'
We might do this every weekend
Why? Shoulda known
Yo ass was sneaky
Jus to keep shit simple
Gotta keep my pistol
Cus he know that he can't beat me
Gotta keep my goons on salary
I'm signing checks bi-weekly
Politicking wit the gang
You woulda thought dis
Was a mob meeting!
(They're scared to come outside)
Niggas know we steppin' night and day
Niggas know we steppin' 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
That's just how we raised
Ima step
Jus like the cha cha slide
Why you beat that bitch ass
You know we culda had a menage
You said your dream house
Was a his and her garage
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Writer(s): Christopher Miller
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