We Outside (Feat. Che Noir & Pharoahe Monch)

Look
They prayin' on my downfall, they wish they could stop me 
I got hit with three shots and the shit didn't drop me 
The neck and the wrist is as rocky
I got positions on the top 
Now you niggas gotta sit and just watch me 
Lobster tail and shrimp with the broccoli 
My trench is Versace, all cheetah print so the bitches can spot me 
Shit that I dropped, I should be listed as top three 
Thirty clip in this Glock, I hit your bitch in the top 
I got rich fast, they wanna know how I feel 
Other rappers whose career been goin' downhill 
Niggas who had a lil' buzz and even signed deals 
They back broke and the jects drinkin' brown still 
I pulled the 2020 Benz off the lot 
Draco and 4lb, the only friends that I got 
You can look at my scars, see I been through a lot 
Before this rap shit, I had a fork spittin' in the pot 
I ain't had no workers then, I had to push it myself 
Bought it hard till I learned how to cook it myself 
I made myself a boss, I wasn't lookin' for help 
In the mirror, I see a G when I look at myself 
Every night my block action packed 
I listen to the nigga rap and that was cap 
Pink strings and a cactus jack 
Steph Curry, MVP shit, I'm winnin' back to back 

Although they pray on my downfall 
I stay workin' just to prove them wrong 
From the 716 all the way down to the Southside 
We outside, we outside, we outside, we outside 

Can't leave my prints so I wore hand gloves 
Took a penny from my thoughts, put it in a poor man's cup
These words are riddling verses 
Was inspired by visions of fiends' veins 
I thought it looked like scribbles and cursive 
My struggle's never made sense, until I cashed a check 
I always wanted more but couldn't get it 
Till I masked the less, was mad and stressed 
Cause I rapped the best and slashed a rapper's neck
Cause everyone is a bullet like my trigger finger had to rest
Being underrated, shit ruined my patience 
Guess I'm due for vacation
Set back, kept losing the basics 
I was due for embracing but still I knew I would make it 
The shit I drew was amazing 
Don't fit the mold from them rules they created 
Hunger pains left me chewing a razor 
Racists threw us in cages and ate the food in our faces 
I'm motivating to the ones in the crew that I hang with 
They got rap sheets long enough they can use as a blanket
Fans asking how long it's gonna take to know she's the best
At what point does paying your dues leave you in debt? 
Used to freeze where I slept so I could see every breath
Wore my heart on my sleeve till it started eating my flesh
Tried to spit that introspective shit but niggas missed it 
So I flipped it, a misfit that put wack rappers into a hit list
This rap shit made me sadistic, message was cryptic 
And just won't bother to turn rappers to a statistic, for real 

Although they pray on my downfall 
I stay workin' just to prove them wrong 
From the 716 all the way down to the Southside 
We outside, we outside, we outside, we outside