Testo Outside - J Hus
Testo della canzone Outside (J Hus), tratta dall'album Half Clip
(JAE5)
Don't break under pressure
Show them you're a stepper
Stand down never
Rather show them pepper
Come through with the wetter
Tryna find the paper, we gon' go through any measure
Not even on my level, I just see them as lesser
Me, I'm a presser, but I don't know who shot that Beretta
Calm and composed, not a stresser
Making Duah for my mother, God bless her
Pray facing Mecca, still a go-getter
Right now, I'm vexed cah the profit ain't enough, I need extra
Machine link in Manchester
Boy get whacked from a gesture
Man get splashed from the chest up
Getaway from jakes cah we clever
Immortal forever
Stay with me through every endeavour
No time to rest up the cheddar
Got the blikky there, if ever, if ever
We was on the block 'til the pack done, hustler
You wasn't outside, you missed the action
Got my name ringing like a MAC-10
They ain't even seen me at my best, not a fraction
If that ting ain't bringin' any cash in, it's probably a distraction
The road and the business is clashin'
We ride for our own satisfaction
Yeah, I stepped out the house, told mum, "I ain't coming back"
Tryna flip them 20 twenty packs to a hundred racks
See, the sit around ting, man, I'm done with that
I was praying to God, it weren't paying, akh (we was on the block)
I really had to step on the street
N17, who do you expect me to be?
Can I get dark? Nigga, definitely
Putting money on my head, I hope you kept your receipt
Fuck them niggas, walk the long way home
Big SK, man, I'm tough like stone
I can't say the names of the thugs I know 'cause the cases ain't closed
Tell the judge, "Die slow"
Young bouff daddy, got them coming in dozens
Pretty face ting, bring a friend for my cousin
I was in the kitchen, bare shapes I was cutting
Switched up the hustle, now my bank account's bussing
We was on the block 'til the pack done, hustler
You wasn't outside, you missed the action
Got my name ringing like a MAC-10
They ain't even seen me at my best, not a fraction
If that ting ain't bringin' any cash in, it's probably a distraction
The road and the business is clashin'
We ride for our own satisfaction
We was on the block 'til the pack done, hustler
You wasn't outside, you missed the action
Got my name ringing like a MAC-10
They ain't even seen me at my best, not a fraction
If that ting ain't bringin' any cash in, it's probably a distraction
The road and the business is clashin'
We ride for our own satisfaction
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Writer(s): Joseph Junior Adenuga, Momodou Lamin Jallow, Jonathan Awotwe-mensah
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