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"Outside" is a track by D-Block Europe, from the album PTSD, released 26th September 2019. The track is 4:57 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about D-Block Europe.
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Yeah, just spoke to my lawyer He told me the prosecution trying to get me We gotta go beat it Cases and cases and faces and faces I jugg in the Pyrex and then I repeat it Cocaine and Borax, I whip it and sell it Near Norwich, I made a bando out of Stephens My child and her Mama glowing every season Sea bass and lobster, it's boneless, no pieces Yeah, and when I think about how Them niggas didn't even ride, no love lost Said I wanna eat your pussy to some love songs It's a thug makin' a real love song (Yeah) I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend, he might want more I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend My daughter turned one, that's a Rollie When she turn three, that's a pony When she turn five, that's a Birkin Ooh, Papa been working Let's talk about this right now Fuck talking 'bout drip right now How you think I put the Rolex stamped With the VS bezel on your wrist right now? Don't make me trip right now I say something in an argument You switch right round Then you start bringing up other shit Start calling me by my government Somehow you're right and I'm wrong And emotions are running in If she want Louis, she can get it I can pay cash 'cause I don't do credit New whip for the summer I'ma pay tax so I'ma use debit Baby if you can't pick, I'ma buy 'em all Young rap star in the building, really bro One orgasm, I'ma give you plenty more In life you just grow up All depending what you saw Teach me how to love 'cause a nigga feeling sore Pay a nigga 350 just to open doors Pain in my heart, gotta let the Henny pour Pain in my heart, gotta let the Henny pour Yeah, just spoke to my lawyer He told me the prosecution Trying to get me, we gotta go beat it Cases and cases and faces and faces I jugg in the Pyrex and then I repeat it Cocaine and Borax I whip it and sell it, near Norwich I made a bando out of Stephens My child and her Mama glowing every season Sea bass and lobster, it's boneless, no pieces Yeah, and when I think about how Them niggas didn't even ride, no love lost Said I wanna eat your pussy to some love songs It's a thug makin' a real love song (Yeah) I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend, he might want more I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend Yeah, I have real convos with killers I'm grinning with them Murder's a subject you boys ain't familiar with I got scars on my mind and I'm dealing with it Murder the subject, go silly with it I seen some nitties O.D Couldn't call for no help I can't take that back Green-lighted that work I can't take that back And if I ever took an L Then I made that back, yeah When I was up in O.T Didn't hear nothing from you I fell flat down on my feet You didn't lick up my wounds Feeling depressed, my life was a mess Felt like I had nothing to lose No hope and no swagger, no jewels Opened my plugs and couldn't get food Just spoke to my lawyer He told me the prosecution Trying to get me, we gotta go beat it Cases and cases and faces and faces I jugg in the Pyrex and then I repeat it Cocaine and Borax I whip it and sell it Near Norwich, I made a bando out of Stephens My child and her Mama glowing every season Sea bass and lobster, it's boneless, no pieces Yeah, and when I think about How them niggas didn't even ride, no love lost Said I wanna eat your pussy to some love songs It's a thug makin' a real love song (Yeah) I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend, he might want more I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend The lean got her sippin' like addicts The Xanax is causing more damage, yeah Your pussy is my favourite habit So deep in this shit, I might vanish, yeah Crack in my pot, let it bake, yeah Whip it, let it lock, then I scrape, yeah Funny how they wanna say I changed, yeah Pussy in my bed, I make it wait, yeah I been hearing they saying I'm different Man, I'm so glad that they listened Buss down my wrist, it's a blessin' Turn my mistakes into lessons My hitters be loving the Wesson All of this shit has all changed You know my life ain't the same Girl, I be done with these games I'm just tryna stay sane I just flex Amiri with the paint Tryna take my mind off pain Home pussy, yeah, it is what it is, yeah She the same pussy when I was runnin' from the feds Home pussy, I'm here to protect And I'll never forget I can always get it wet I still got habits from the T-House Funny how they tried to count me out I need all the colours in Amiri jeans now Promise you won't ever let me down Yeah, and when I think about how Them niggas didn't even ride, no love lost Said I wanna eat your pussy to some love songs It's a thug making a real love song I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend, he might want more I don't wanna see police at my front door Conversation with a fiend
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