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Come Outside
Lil Kee
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(Ajo got them keys)
(Ooh, T Gema, this shit crazy)
It don't matter what we goin' through, you not supposed to change
I'm just tryna help my people out, I never wanted fame
You keep pocket watchin' other niggas, man, that shit be lame
Went to the 'yo, I made a dub when no one been played the game
I'm a rapper slash smacker
You lil' pussies love bein' broke, you niggas ass backwards
How you pussies do a show? Name a time that you got active
I'm a big bad wolf, caught three lil' piggies and we clapped 'em
Glock 41, four-five, the clip Chris Vector
Went across the country for them 'bows, the plug named Hector
You wasn't on no drill and froze, therefore you are not stepper
Hopped up in the V without a glee, how the fuck is you gon' help us?
Don't cross the line, you know we smackin'
Hit up SK, he said, "What's brackin'
?" His billy bad, he not roll lackin'
You better not speak on DFA
We pull up on you, DOA, my killer kept it on your face
Tell 'em what's crackin'
So many times, been on the chains, now I'm still tryna get away
Don't tell me it's gon' be okay, my diddy died, ain't no way
My brother died, ain't no way
My cousin died, it ain't no way
So many lonely nights all by myself, all I can do is pray
I hope my side never change
Murder bust before I came
Ride a bus, I catch a train
Got a fully Glock 18
That bitch shoot so fast, bouncin' up and down, don't need no beam
If I ever see you, this shit gon' go down at the scene
Get trapped down like a trampoline
I never was the richest, me and bro was switchin' jeans
Oh, you really think that you ain't gon' get touched on team?
You really think that bitch is not a slut? No way
You really think that bitch ain't smell a nut? No way
You really think that bitch stay down? No way
Ain't gotta think too hard, it ain't no love nowadays
You gotta watch that back though hard nowadays
You gotta make sure that you goin' hard, this shit a race
I been pourin' out my heart inside of your ass, need a raise
I'm lil' Keem, I do drills, you can go ask Trey
I hopped out the V in front your house with baby K
I get numb, my fin like gutter on a chain
All the bros got in with blicks, I know we gon' be shamed
All the bros got in with guns, made man stuck in a cane
Mm, he stuck in a cane
I know life ain't fair, and I ain't cryin' 'bout a thing
I'ma get my deuce of house before I ever buy a chain
Know I love you, bae
We ain't gotta go outside, you can pull up where I stay
We ain't gotta go live, let's keep it private
If I had the money, I'd buy you an island
You gon' fall a couple times, but keep tryin'
I be geeked up in my sleep, it leave me flyin'
Did this shit for bro, he end up dyin'
Shit get hard, you keep climbin'
She got mad, I hit her line, she hit decline, no, I'm not cryin'
Keep my iron, I watch my side, watch how I move, not tryna die
Big ol' .308 with the green tips, I want you niggas to try
We come through, shoot up the show, camp in the way, then he gon' die
I had to tell SK to go, gotta load his seven when it's live
I had to tell Nine to go, gotta load his seven when it's live
We was plottin' on killin' somethin', then my lil' cousin hit my line
Said he wanna kill too, even brought his long ride
We went through the circle a couple times, we been posted up outside
You really know who else it was, that lady could've died
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