fastmoney ant - still outside lyrics
[intro]
(infinity)
uh, i’m still outside
i’m still— uh, uh
i’m still outside, uh, uh
uh, uh, i’m still— uh
[chorus]
all the pain i gave my mama, i went to jail, i put her through it
cheatin’ on my b+tch, i’m freakin’ every weekend, put her through it
gotta watch who cross the street ’cause dude ‘nem down there, we into it
lost that sh+t and got that sh+t right back again because i’m blessed
i’m with bronem, do whatever, i don’t trap, i’m in the trap
made six figures off a song, i thank god i know how to rap
bro got out, went back again, he got back out, i’m tryna keep him home
my cousin died up in my f+ckin’ hood, i hate he died alone
[verse 1]
al died up in my f+ckin’ hood, i hate he died alone
tеlly died up in my f+ckin’ hood, i hate he diеd
my homie starin’, no time for cryin’, go slide, f+ck bein’ sad
bro outside with a propad, guns and mask, 10 milli’ mag
i’ma dump mines, better think fast, switchin’, no runnin’ up on this side
i’m in black trucks, arps, g+locks, and dracos in this ride
your life suck, you watch me live it up on instagram live
police want me bad, arrestin’ mines, but f+ck it, i’m still outside
[chorus]
all the pain i gave my mama, i went to jail, i put her through it
cheatin’ on my b+tch, i’m freakin’ every weekend, put her through it
gotta watch who cross the street ’cause dude ‘nem down there, we into it
lost that sh+t and got that sh+t right back again because i’m blessed
i’m with bronem, do whatever, i don’t trap, i’m in the trap
made six figures off a song, i thank god i know how to rap
bro got out, went back again, he got back out, i’m tryna keep him home
my cousin died up in my hood, i hate he died alone
[verse 2]
the wintertime ain’t stoppin’ sh+t, die faster when it’s cold
my broski got locked up, wish i can pull him through a phone
i’m out, pray i make it home
i’m off lean when i’m alone
put my feelings in this song
i’m with scooty right or wrong
i’m with macshaun right or wrong
tryna make my broski rap, he wanna whack y’all takin’ sauce
chopper on me, i’ma make this b+tch sing like beyoncé knows
got a rap check, split that sh+t with all my bros
go and ask my bros
[chorus]
all the pain i gave my mama, i went to jail, i put her through it
cheatin’ on my b+tch, i’m freakin’ every weekend, put her through it
gotta watch who cross the street ’cause dude ‘nem down there, we into it
lost that sh+t and got that sh+t right back again because i’m blessed
i’m with bronem, do whatever, i don’t trap, i’m in the trap
made six figures off a song, i thank god i know how to rap
bro got out, went back again, he got back out, i’m tryna keep him home
my cousin died up in my hood, i hate he died alone
[outro]
al died up in my hood, i hate he died alone
telly died up in my hood, i hate he died alone
clucka died up in my hood, i hate he died alone
n+gga
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