Blueface - Outside (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Blueface - Outside (en) Lyrics
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They scared to come outside
Tell them boys they better pray
Tell them boys stay out the way
Tell them ain't nobody safe
On my mama, on my gang
We gon’ put it in they face
Niggas know we stepping night and day
Niggas know we stepping now and later
Until it hurts
There ain't no mercy
That's just how we made
You hear that church up in my verses
’Cause that's just how we raised
Fuck 'em, I'ma murk 'еm
God said, "Ain't nobody perfect"
Lost my little brothеr, I
been tryna hide the hurt
Push up on the other side and
put 'em all on shirts
I clean this blood off my Jesus piece
Jesus, please say there's
a heaven for a real one
I had to smoke ’em, even
Moses had to kill one
Do it for the bills, I swear
this shit is getting ill
There ain’t no mercy
I ain't pray for these baguettes
I pray for better days (Better days)
I ain't pray for that new ’Vette
I'd rather have my dawgs back
Lord, protect me with this TEC
I ain't pray for this Patek
Remember the day I got the text:
"Another fatherless child"
Can't act right, 'cause they
left him fatherless
No hood harder than fatherhood
Who gon' teach your son to go
farther than father did?
All these kids raising all these kids
Push to start up my starter kit
Another fatherless child
Influenced by the crowd
I'm a victim of the system
But I'm a suspect to the victim
I'm in church with a loaded weapon
I can't even trust the reverend
I'm praying with my eyes open
Hoping I don't catch the COVID
Nineteen bullets in a .40
You not from 'round where I'm 'round
Boss up or get bossed around
They see I'm with the top down
Would you look at me now?
If you ain't come see me then
Why would you come see me now?
'Cause that's just how we raised
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