We OutsiDe

We stay on grind Chale joe y3 no abri
Ain't gon do shit gon waste time
Pull up dreams like jay z

Checki bank acc kraa Charlie mini dime
On the street Charley Gyai no fears

Up on my dreams so many many years
Life nuh easy work hard,
pray hard give a fuck to all those tears.

Where were u when we were we
Fly so high like am on weed

My dream so big so cannot see shit
Like Nigga always am on fleak

These nigga Cain do no shit
Mi roll pan mini roads

So they get confused how senie mi y3 madi
Man hot like man never hot Charley
agwingwin nkuaa money shit

Hard guys acting bitch
Yah all gon suck those d**
Don't love show me love

Give me those papers
Gon make me toffs
Not those nniis

Mo trimudindin
Atamfo ni ni gyimis
Everyday we go high go get it!!!

We up and awake
Get all my money
Fuck all these hates

Niggas rolling with u like they got ur back
Buh all they gon pull up be hate .

Y3 be di agro bi
Everyday we keep boiling for the money
Yen di agro jai y3 worki hard only

Everyday we keep trapping for the money
Gyai nothing funny

We Dey Outside
We be doing for the money shit all day all night ajei
We Dey outside
We Dey trapping for the kwatsa
y3n Shw3 Obiaaa

We Dey Outside
We be doing for the money shit all day all night ajei
We Dey outside
We Dey trapping for the kwatsa
y3n Shw3 Obiaaa



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Writer(s): Turkson Emmanuel
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