Still Outside

(Like real sh*t bro, like bro, real sh*t
Bro, I've been there, I've felt like that
Not on no suicidal type sh*t, you feel me?
But like I didn't wanna be here at certain points, you feel me?
Like the only logical way to not feel bad no more
Was to not be here, do you get it?
But you're gonna get them thoughts bro
You just gotta keep going bro. You feel me?
Like life, bro life don't get easier, we just get tougher
You feel me? Chin up, chest out, keep going
God don't give you nuuin you can't handle bro, trust me.)

Racks in the middle, codeine fanta and it's fizzin
Uh uh uh uh
This chain's diamonds' real, put my hand on your fiddle
Them racks in the middle
Uh uh uh uh
Girl if I die I hope you really act like Lauren London
Your pretty eyes I'm loving how you're sounding
When you're c*ming
I follow the rules, I can't perform if I can't get my gun in
Ima always pick this p*ssy over clubbing

I still remember the first time I saw you out
Saw you outside, excuse me can you come here?
And I got you in my sheets, I'm like I knew she bad
And she a real one, she don't care 'bout Louis bags, no
So I buy her Birkin bag
I won't do you like your ex, I know he hurt you bad
Late night convos, I'm like, I feel you akh
He keep telling me to worry 'bout that bag tho

Middle of the summer, driving round playing DBE
Taking snaps in the Lamb truck, see the sign on the seat
Couple thousand to the jail n*ggas, gotta get canteen
N*ggas get recalled for nothing, they just tryna leave
Purple snaps, when I'm out on the road I reply
Lovestruck eyes, 'I'll be back'
3 ounces of lean in my sprite, don't sleep I take naps
This life's a gift and a curse
And it could be worse so I'll take that
Secure the bag, drive back

I still remember the first time I saw you out
Saw you outside, excuse me can you come here?
And I got you in my sheets, I'm like I knew she bad
And she a real one, she don't care 'bout Louis bags, no
So I buy her Birkin bag
I won't do you like your ex, I know he hurt you bad
Late night convos, I'm like, I feel you akh
He keep telling me to worry 'bout that bag tho

Pour a drink, weed sticky
The situation I'm in is f*cked, I don't need pity
Took the learjet overseas, been in like 3 cities
Just bought the bitch double c's but I got g's in me
Lean lean lean lean lean
Baby did you p*ss or squ*irt?
Lean lean lean lean lean
Baby I'm ready to learn
Keep in the spots where it hit
And just show me the spots where it really won't hurt
And I'll teach you about the strip where they ain't no love
And n*ggas get burnt
Held all my tears in when I was broke now I cry in Amiri
Step with my black blade and a Black Badge Cullinan
Baby girl it's getting scary
Half a mil for the shooting star
My little girl think they're fairies
She going Disney watching Disney in the Cully now
I know you've been done, I know you wanna quit
But you better thug this out
You know the real ones never quit
So when are we coming down?
Used to share Nando's with the twin, whole chicken
Buss it down
Now I match Lambo's with the twin, I'm finna blood this out

I still remember the first time I saw you out
Saw you outside, excuse me can you come here?
And I got you in my sheets, I'm like I knew she bad
And she a real one, she don't care 'bout Louis bags, no
So I buy her Birkin bag
I won't do you like your ex, I know he hurt you bad
Late night convos, I'm like, I feel you akh
He keep telling me to worry 'bout that bag tho