Outside Looking In

歌詞

Don't you leave me, baby, ooh Don't leave me, leave me, no, no I just wanna be you and me, baby A good kid, raised in a world so tragic Charm of his momma, and the heart of his daddy Got his whole life ahead of him, he smart and he ready With a crown on his melon, but it's hard and it's heavy He was young, under pressure, love guns and aggressive Too intelligent to be out actin' dumb 'cause he special Went to jail at like twelve, had his run ins with oppressors And he stayed in situations, like he made it his profession Born over East, so we grew up on the Eastside Had family on the Southside and burbs, he lived three lives He shy but charismatic, read stories in his free time He had love for the savages, way before he had the street ties He was always labeled cool, he was always good in school But he mastered bein' devious, didn't like to follow rules Used to hang with older cousins, they was like his sisters, brothers But he couldn't act like the youngest, they ain't cut him slack for nothin' Doin' things they did as teens, so at like ten, he started fuckin' Wasn't from a broken home but it was hardly no discussion He ain't learned the birds and bees, only black stone with jeans Family functions, all he seen, was drinkin' Gin and smokin' weed He ain't know they was misleadin' him, with all the shit they feedin' him Dependent so he needed 'em, in a strange way they breeded him For a cold world to be strong on his own, they gave him leadership Set goals and had dreams, by any means, that he achievin' 'em He barely spoke of anything, ain't think no one believed in him He'd learn fast, circumstances turn 'em bad Gained loyalty from his friends, sometimes he felt that's all he had It's all good, they havin' fun Next year, they all dead, fucked up his head Vicious now that he older, confident, he bolder (Bolder) Turnt into a soldier (A soldier), hardly ever sober (Sober) Big chip on his shoulders (Shoulders), rap sheet like a folder (Folder) Could feel the walls closin' (Closin'), he filled up with emotions Still feel like he chosen, if they know, call him, "Golden" At that rap shit, he the coldest, but he don't know how to open, shit So don't nobody know it, gotta find a way to show it Thuggin' hard and he can't focus, this his chance and he can't blow it Too much pride to ride a wave, now all the stars won't even notice him But he know he him Fast forward with time, he on his grind, now they all over him Now the niggas wanna be him, the ones that left, they comin' again Now everybody want him to win, they wanna get in City ain't gon' never stop 'cause he locked in And he gon' make it to the top 'cause he locked in His strong will and his mind, that's his only friend Shit ain't easy but it's fine, stay strategic with his time Felt like when he picked up five, he just dropped ten Took his losses to the chin, but he like, "Not again" Most the shit he ever lost in life, he got again Open your eyes and see, that nigga was me Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, oh-ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh