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Outside

2026

01. Outside

Outside

(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 Berretta
Calm and composed, not a stresser
Makin' Du'a for my mother, God bless her
Pray facin' Mecca, still a go-g?tter
But right now I'm vex cah I heard th? profit ain't enough, I need extra
Machine linking Manchester
Boy get whacked from a gesture
Man get splashed from the Chester
Get away from jake cah we clever, immortal forever
Stay with me through every endeavour
No time to rest up, the cheddar
Got the blicky there if ever, if ever

We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala
You wasn't outside you missed the action
Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10They ain't even see 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 clashing
We ride for our own satisfaction (Yeah)

I stepped out the house, told mum I ain't comin' back
Tryina flip them twenty packs to a hundred racks
So 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
Puttin' 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
Can't say the names on the thugs I know
'Cause the cases ain't closed, tell a judge "die slow"
Young Bouff Daddy got 'em comin' in dozens
Pretty face ting, bring a friend for my cousin
I was in the kitchen, bare shapes I was cuttin'
Switched up the hustle, now my bank account's bussin'

We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala
You wasn't outside you missed the action
Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10
They ain't even see 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 clashing
We ride for our own satisfaction
We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala
You wasn't outside you missed the action
Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10
They ain't even see 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 clashing
We ride for our own satisfaction

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(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 Berretta
Calm and composed, not a stresser
Makin' Du'a for my mother, God bless her
Pray facin' Mecca, still a go-g?tter
But right now I'm vex cah I heard th? profit ain't enough, I need extra
Machine linking Manchester
Boy get whacked from a gesture
Man get splashed from the Chester
Get away from jake cah we clever, immortal forever
Stay with me through every endeavour
No time to rest up, the cheddar
Got the blicky there if ever, if ever

I stepped out the house, told mum I ain't comin' back
Tryina flip them twenty packs to a hundred racks
So 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
Puttin' 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
Can't say the names on the thugs I know
'Cause the cases ain't closed, tell a judge "die slow"
Young Bouff Daddy got 'em comin' in dozens
Pretty face ting, bring a friend for my cousin
I was in the kitchen, bare shapes I was cuttin'
Switched up the hustle, now my bank account's bussin'

We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala
You wasn't outside you missed the action
Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10
They ain't even see 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 clashing
We ride for our own satisfaction
We was on the block 'til the pack done, Hustala
You wasn't outside you missed the action
Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10
They ain't even see 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 clashing
We ride for our own satisfaction