R.F.C. - The Outsiders lyrics

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Every since I can remember I’ve been an outsider

I can remember the first time I met dog

It was around 25-26

At that time I saw a lot of me in Hell

Do what need for a hundred dollars to keep the cops clean?

You go on bottle, take a shot and pass the rest of bottle around the room

But yet they overlook the cool

Hey man!

I’m just a young nigga living with a plan

I use to backed up, charge forty before instead I do it for the gran

Cut it with the work play reserve rack on the third play

Ready make forty this week, it’s not even Thursday

We just turning nice bitches in hoers, no cap feel

I just be walking to the door

Hit the fees with the sables

Mother cope like they can do

Sweets up the Venetian, so God burn it, let’s gamble

See I like 10, he knew everybody and everybody know him

Shit, he was like the most known unknown nigga

Nigga outsiders

Wild nigga for real

Type of nigga how’s always ready for the bad guys and the movement

But hey what do I know, I don’t know shit that’s why I do porn

Live for this cool, drill fucking cool, fans already smooth

Bottom soft, rover shit roll, slack rack-rolls

Fuck hoer, feel her confuse bout a better come

My dudes never was you

That’s instericle

All this time outside time veiling be

Fuck that, fuck y’all

Fuck all that in the hoer in the street

I won’t suck dick or kiss ass ability

Saw you, saw lose, suck up niggas energy

See I like love, every place we go, every party

People will stop and stare at me walk in

Probably cuz we’re the fresher from the hole room

Got the wired those look at us like we win

Shit, that’s something I could never understand

Every night I pray to God, He don’t hear me

Cuz I’m praying for bitches cause and jewelry

Hold right nigga so God in the hoody getting nap for my blood

And some (?) call me here on the hills

Got beef nigga had from the hills, got me hanging off the cop

Busting at you, knocking stuff and the mills

Smooth gangsters, half of the bank like for your take up

Pound sign everything low I gotta go

Shit, most nigga will tapped their tale a long time ago

But my nigga say: you wanna get this money or you wanna go home?

Take the hundreds from the spooks, state house

Got drunk at the table

Turn won’t take hours

Rap shit, actresses all wander, pearl hunger, put the girl fucker

End up with the real, whenever suckers

These niggas, they never love us

Believe in the science, fucking LI hubber shit, your leader is a lion

Inside and ride it, my nigga time, is fuck opinion on buy us

I’m like limb buyers with drugs and buyer and rymer (?)

A feature is like buying the pear, stay win and beat it

But they ain’t got the potential of they feed us, the priers

Niggas ball on the throne

We the Outsiders, nigga