Letra de Outside - J Hus

(Feat. Skepta)

(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-getter

But right now I'm vex cah I heard the profit ain't enough, I need extra

Machine link in Manchester

Boy get whacked from a gesture

Man get splashed from the chest up

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-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 (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

I 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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