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Vory

Not Outside

 

Not Outside

(album: VORY - 2020)


Ayy/Hey

Know you're sick and tired to hear the talk around the town about the kid
Drip on my jeans, I sure should stop by when you free so you can see it
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Got some niggas in my city tryna dow me and you know they hate to see it
Ayy, ayy
Too many Perkys in my system got me paranoid, they plotting on the kid
Ayy, ayy

Say I don't go outside unless they talking cash talk
I don't go outside unless they talking back to
Niggas bitter, I got richer, say I'm way too hard to reach
I be out the way just like the fucking sidewalk
They feeling a way and I can see it
Ayy, I catched the wave so they can see
I put my Wraith around the block 'cause I don't want no one to see
I never see my opps outside, catch
Never ran across a drunken man who told a lie, catch
Niggas claim they rich, I be like, "So am I"
Fuck around get your ass capped, fucking with my BMI

Know you're sick and tired to hear the talk around the town about the kid (Sheesh)
Ayy, drip on my jeans, I sure should stop by when you free so you can see it
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Got some niggas in my city tryna dow me and you know they hate to see it
Ayy, ayy
Too many Perkys in my system got me paranoid, they plotting on the kid
Ayy, ayy

Shit, I put down the drank and then I picked up again (Again)
I put down them Perkys then I picked 'em up again (Again)
I just sent my driver to come scoop you and your friends (Skrr)
They just wanna party, they like cocaine, they like Henn' (Yeah)
I pulled off some party in the backseat off the Benz (Yeah)
They both getting naughty, off the Molly once again (Yeah)
You feeling dead but you live for them party once again
She was gave to the same streets I was raised in
She gave up on love 'cause she ran too impatient
Started doing drugs, I [?] savings
Daddy run around, she said her grandma did the raising
Thank God I saved you, saved

Know you're sick and tired to hear the talk around the town about the kid (Sheesh)
Ayy, drip on my jeans, I sure should stop by when you free so you can see it
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Got some niggas in my city tryna dow me and you know they hate to see it
Ayy, ayy
Too many Perkys in my system got me paranoid, they plotting on the kid

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