Outside Lyrics – MoneySign Suede
MoneySign Suede Verse
I’ve been in my zone
I’ve been on the road
I finally understand I’m the one that God chose
I got a smile on my face for all them days I was low
I went up they ain’t wanna see me grow
sister, why you cryin? We so damn close
It was me, Little Spade growing up sharing clothes
I wanna to win this case, but it’s looking like no
So if they lock me up, put money on the phone
I’ve been on the road so my whip a little dirty
I’m on bail so I’m waking up early
I’m lurking in the streets he a demon its concernin’
but instead of hatin all you n*ggas should be learning
I try and act cool but I got *** that really hurts me
A couple of n*ggas switch, but my plans still working
My lil homie 13 and he already serving
I’m trying to stay focused, but my vision be gettin blurry
Hook
So tell the opps we outside
All my niggas gonna step when it’s time
Stuck in the trenches still ridin with a nine
He got got he the talk of the night
Tell opps we outside
All my niggas gonna step when it’s time
Stuck in the trenches still ridin with a nine
He got got he the talk of the night
MoneySign Suede Verse
Fresh out of jail and I’m slidin with a strap again
*** is bad, then it’s good, then it’s bad again
I can’t change I’m just a product of my environment
You gon’ die around here with that designer fit
I couldn’t wait to get a foreign just to hit the block
I stayed down for a minute just to hit the top
Open doors for my peoples yeah I’ll break the locks
to be living everyday like *** the law
Hook
So tell the opps we outside
All my niggas gonna step when it’s time
Stuck in the trenches still ridin with a nine
He got got he the talk of the night
Tell opps we outside
All my niggas gonna step when it’s time
Stuck in the trenches still ridin with a nine
He got got he the talk of the night
03 Greedo Hook
Fresh out tell the opps we outside
My little drummer grab the chops now slide
No 9 to 5 but I got some 9-5’s
stand on business put in work we all die
which one you from is it the projects or the bloccs
Get easy money it aint hard to get you shot
This for my niggas that’s was standing in the lot
Let fucca out they need to free my Lil La
03 Greedo Verse
This is for my n*ggas writing kite snorting lines doing sentences
And the ones that don’t get *** who got a knife on the premises
We try relying on the word and never made it past Genesis
start relying on the turf and squabble up with they nemesis
All my n*ggas makin wine and they think that they chemistess
All these *** n*ggas lyin actin like they got businesses
Your *** wanna suck me down now they get in their feelingsess
This for My dogs who sit it Out but they ain’t never been witnesses
(harmonizing)
Mr in n out still finna buss im screaming *** the world
prison plenty *** gave it up so I can’t trust the girl
Spinnin over bowls just like a spoon inside of malt o meal
I been Up the road so fuccin much feel like a trucker feel
03 Greedo Hook
Fresh out tell the opps we outside
My little drummer grab the chops now slide
No 9 to 5 but I got some 9-5’s
stand on business put in work we all die
which one you from is it the projects or the bloccs
Get easy money it aint hard to get you shot
This for my niggas that’s was standing in the lot
Let fucca out they need to free my Lil La
