Outside (Remix)

Look, I keep it real, a lot of shit is changing for me
A lot of people I knew before is changing with me
Actin different for sure, I ain't complaining but geez
Y'all got me cutting you out with no hesitation from me
I swear these rappers ain't even rappers they be actin like hoes
They be feening for attention, steady begging for more
Fuck them all if they involved with tryna get me to choke
Bitch I'm the, fucking greatest, that's what everyone knows
I swear to God my shit popping like my ears on this airplane
Moving up on flights like I'm walking up a staircase
Reaching for my dreams, I know success is a rare taste
That's why I feed off myself and don't pick off their plates

Now I'm my own chef, they should know that, yeah
I've been focused, and now they noticed, yeah
Money flowed in, that's a bonus, yeah
That's just a bonus, it's not the motive

I got a lot more to work for than just the money itself
I'm tryna build relationships with those not here for theyself
Yeah I'm talking 'bout leeches cus' they approach and I tell 'em to be gone
Cus I ain't stressing more than what I've been dealt
And yeah I prolly sound selfish but fuck it, I cannot help it
I've been surrounded by people and now that shit's overwhelming
Like who the hell could I trust?
How the fuck they gon' help me?
They steady making me promises but they never have dealt it, yeah

They talk to me because they each want something
Now I start to feel the pain, 'cause the fakes keep coming
I ain't worried bout' the reign but the rain keeps coming
Now it's all up in my face, now I can't see nothing, yeah
And I don't even see nothing
All I need is the headphones with the beats bumping, yeah
And I don't need to see nothing
All I need is the headphones with the beats bumping

Mama raised me to do right, mama raised me to do good
She gave me this gift of life, always told me "keep it true"
I asked her, "would I pay a price," and she said "yeah you prolly would
But that's what happens when you real to people who don't know what's good"
But that's right, and I've lived to learn that that's right
And it hurts to learn about life, and all the different ways that it might
Not go your way and that's hard to watch
You can't fight the facts, you give it all you've got
You gotta live to work and then work the plot
On something big that don't ever stop

Now I'm my own chef, they should know that, yeah
I've been focused, and now they noticed, yeah
Money flowed in, that's a bonus, yeah
That's just a bonus, it's not the motive

Ok now all these rappers pussies, leave 'em bleeling like they menstruate
Try to make me crack and distress, but I can't break
I struggle but my positivity is what they can't take
So they say I'm lying with everything that my pen states, get it?
I don't think you did, they'd rather pick your flaws and say "the kid is sick"
If that's how they feel, it is what it is, but don't get mad when you see a different kid
Working, tryna get filthy rich, you gave me shit for the life I picked
That's why when the dollars start flowing in
And you low on dough, you ain't getting shit
And now I'm doing what I love that's what they hate for
Tryna make a living, it's a given I'mma make more
If we talking money, shit as far as the cake go
They say my drive for cheese is pitiful
I'm like, "Okay, so? "