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moneysign suede - outside lyrics

[verse 1: moneysign suede]
i been in my zone
i been on the road
i finally understand i’m the one n+gga, i’m chose
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 crying? we be so d+mn
it was me lil spade growin’ up, sharin’ clothes
i want out of this cage but he on
so easy lock me up, please put money on the phone
i been on the road so my whip a lil’ dirty
i’m out on bail so i’m wakin’ up early
i’m workin’ in these streets, yeah, demon, it’s concerning
but instead of hatin’ all you n+ggas should be learning
i tried to act cool, but i got sh+t on, that really hurts me
a couple n+ggas switched, but my plan still workin’
my lil’ homie thirteen, he ain’t here, he servin’
i’m tryna stay focused but my vision be gettin’ blurry

[chorus: moneysign suede]
told the opps, “we outside”
on my knees, gone stay when it’s time
stuck in the trench, still rhyme with a nine
he got got, he the talk of the night
told the opps, “we outside”
on my knees, gone stay when it’s time
stuck in the trench, still rhyme with a nine
he got got, he the talk of the night
[verse 2: moneysign suede]
jail, when i slide with that strap again
sh+t is bad, then it’s good, then it’s bad again
i can’t change, i’m just a perk of my environment
you gon’ die ’round here with that designer fit
i couldn’t wait to get a foreign, it just hit the block
i stay down for a minute just to hit the top
open doors for my people, i don’t break a lie
used to be livin’ everyday, like f+ck a knot

[chorus: moneysign suede]
told the opps, “we outside”
on my knees, gone stay when it’s time
stuck in the trench, still rhyme with a nine
he got got, he the talk of the night
(told the opps, “we outside”
on my knees, gone stay when it’s time
stuck in the trench, still rhyme with a nine
he got got, he the talk of the night)

[verse 3: 03 greedo]
fresh out, tell the opps we outside
my lil’ drummer got a chop, now it’s slide
not nine+to+five, but i got some nine to fives
we stand on business, put in work we all got
which way you from? is that departments or the block?
[?] money, it ain’t hard to catch a shot
[?] my n+ggas that was standin’ in the lot
[?] free my lil’ lime
this one for my n+ggas ridin’ kites doin’ nine [?] sentences
and the ones who don’t get high, who got a knife on the premises
lyin’ on the word, i never made it past genesis
start relyin’ on the torque and [?] nemesis
all the money make her whine [?] k!llin’ sense
all the p+ssy n+ggas lyin’, [?] on our businesses
when it’s up or down, now they feel on their feelingsis
[?] but they ain’t never been witnesses, ayy (ayy)
[verse 4: moneysign suede]
[?] bus
i’m screamin’, “f+ck the world”
prison plenty b+tches, gave it up, so i can’t trust a girl
in and out her bone, just like a cone inside a [?] mill
i been out the rose way too much, feel like a trucker field

- moneysign suede lyrics

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