Inside

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Yeah, man, you know what I'm saying?
 Already
 You're crazy for this one!
 Fresh out the belly of the island into the heart of the city
 T and them just hit the road, I had Sage and Nak and 'em with me
 I thought the fauna was pretty, so I approached her(I did)
 My first apartment was really covered with roaches
 'Cause niggas was really smoking
 Gotta say that, as of late, I been busy with business, mostly
 Got a tape? Catch a wave, now you in the industry ocean
 Missing out on your boat
 I been figuring out my own fish, home gets distant
 We working I'm on the road again
 Cold and the spirits is bursting up out the Trojan, man
 Fridge full of spirits in the crib
 Mirror, mirror, let me hear why the niggas that's the peers see and hear us
 Then mimic the fucking motions, man
 Keep the circle closed, let them niggas front in the cul-de-sacs
 Friendly with the chosen, the rest is getting the poker hand
 Face-drinking smoker, it help me duck when emotion jab
 Fame is the culprit who give me drugs without owing cash
 Sipping 'til I melt
 Devil trying me, I'm dodging
 Falling victim to myself, middle finger to the help
 When it's problems, I don't holler, rather fix 'em by myself
 When it's looking like it's quiet for you, this the shit to yell
 This the shit right, keep your chin high up
 'Cause when she ain't fucking with you then her friend might
 Let you get up inside, yup, let this shit ride, yup
 You don't get it rocking like we do on this side, nigga
 Ayy, ayy
 I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper
 And lately, I don't like shit, I been inside on the daily, daily
 
 Yeah, man, you know what I'm saying?
 Already
 You're crazy for this one!
 Fresh out the belly of the island into the heart of the city
 T and them just hit the road, I had Sage and Nak and 'em with me
 I thought the fauna was pretty, so I approached her(I did)
 My first apartment was really covered with roaches
 'Cause niggas was really smoking
 Gotta say that, as of late, I been busy with business, mostly
 Got a tape? Catch a wave, now you in the industry ocean
 Missing out on your boat
 I been figuring out my own fish, home gets distant
 We working I'm on the road again
 Cold and the spirits is bursting up out the Trojan, man
 Fridge full of spirits in the crib
 Mirror, mirror, let me hear why the niggas that's the peers see and hear us
 Then mimic the fucking motions, man
 Keep the circle closed, let them niggas front in the cul-de-sacs
 Friendly with the chosen, the rest is getting the poker hand
 Face-drinking smoker, it help me duck when emotion jab
 Fame is the culprit who give me drugs without owing cash
 Sipping 'til I melt
 Devil trying me, I'm dodging
 Falling victim to myself, middle finger to the help
 When it's problems, I don't holler, rather fix 'em by myself
 When it's looking like it's quiet for you, this the shit to yell
 This the shit right, keep your chin high up
 'Cause when she ain't fucking with you then her friend might
 Let you get up inside, yup, let this shit ride, yup
 You don't get it rocking like we do on this side, nigga
 Ayy, ayy
 I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper
 And lately, I don't like shit, I been inside on the daily, daily
 
 Yeah, man, you know what I'm saying?
 Already
 You're crazy for this one!
 Fresh out the belly of the island into the heart of the city
 T and them just hit the road, I had Sage and Nak and 'em with me
 I thought the fauna was pretty, so I approached her(I did)
 My first apartment was really covered with roaches
 'Cause niggas was really smoking
 Gotta say that, as of late, I been busy with business, mostly
 Got a tape? Catch a wave, now you in the industry ocean
 Missing out on your boat
 I been figuring out my own fish, home gets distant
 We working I'm on the road again
 Cold and the spirits is bursting up out the Trojan, man
 Fridge full of spirits in the crib
 Mirror, mirror, let me hear why the niggas that's the peers see and hear us
 Then mimic the fucking motions, man
 Keep the circle closed, let them niggas front in the cul-de-sacs
 Friendly with the chosen, the rest is getting the poker hand
 Face-drinking smoker, it help me duck when emotion jab
 Fame is the culprit who give me drugs without owing cash
 Sipping 'til I melt
 Devil trying me, I'm dodging
 Falling victim to myself, middle finger to the help
 When it's problems, I don't holler, rather fix 'em by myself
 When it's looking like it's quiet for you, this the shit to yell
 This the shit right, keep your chin high up
 'Cause when she ain't fucking with you then her friend might
 Let you get up inside, yup, let this shit ride, yup
 You don't get it rocking like we do on this side, nigga
 Ayy, ayy
 I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper
 And lately, I don't like shit, I been inside on the daily, daily
 
 Yeah, man, you know what I'm saying?
 Already
 You're crazy for this one!
 Fresh out the belly of the island into the heart of the city
 T and them just hit the road, I had Sage and Nak and 'em with me
 I thought the fauna was pretty, so I approached her(I did)
 My first apartment was really covered with roaches
 'Cause niggas was really smoking
 Gotta say that, as of late, I been busy with business, mostly
 Got a tape? Catch a wave, now you in the industry ocean
 Missing out on your boat
 I been figuring out my own fish, home gets distant
 We working I'm on the road again
 Cold and the spirits is bursting up out the Trojan, man
 Fridge full of spirits in the crib
 Mirror, mirror, let me hear why the niggas that's the peers see and hear us
 Then mimic the fucking motions, man
 Keep the circle closed, let them niggas front in the cul-de-sacs
 Friendly with the chosen, the rest is getting the poker hand
 Face-drinking smoker, it help me duck when emotion jab
 Fame is the culprit who give me drugs without owing cash
 Sipping 'til I melt
 Devil trying me, I'm dodging
 Falling victim to myself, middle finger to the help
 When it's problems, I don't holler, rather fix 'em by myself
 When it's looking like it's quiet for you, this the shit to yell
 This the shit right, keep your chin high up
 'Cause when she ain't fucking with you then her friend might
 Let you get up inside, yup, let this shit ride, yup
 You don't get it rocking like we do on this side, nigga
 Ayy, ayy
 I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper
 And lately, I don't like shit, I been inside on the daily, daily
 

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Duration
01:49
Key
9
Tempo
142 BPM

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