Back Outside by Christopher Syncere


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Back Outside
by Christopher Syncere

Album: Back Outside - Single


Chorus
Back outside, ready to ride, ready to die for this
Oh, my God, kept me alive, told me it's time to win
Three, four, five, clock in the morning, you know we clockin' in
I'ma break these cycles and take off, you know we outta here

Verse 1
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
My little homie need advice, I told him it's hard to be humble
And don't try to play the public, inside it you never wan' stumble
'Cause look at the people that everybody used to wanna look up to
And look how they failed tryna sneak, 'cause they let them run into trouble
Yeah, I'm lookin' up at my dogs, plottin' and prayin' in huddles (Prayin' in huddles)
Yeah, I'm lookin' up at my God tryna break out of my struggle
Yeah, waited to give her the ring before I got close to what's older (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, you only fightin' alone then wonder why you in the jungle
You wanna W, you want anointed, but tell me why you only ridin' the wave
Copyin' people then stealin' from artists but callin' it God is a slap in the face
I took a break from the drop to love on my wife, I focused on runnin' my race
I hopped off the plane and told Satan that I got time today
Ayy, yeah, soon as I hopped off the plane I was ready for war (Ayy)
I'm losin' sleep as I'm rushin' from state to state and prayin' for souls
Online ain't real life, I could care less 'bout runnin' the score
I kept my face to the ground, and that was the time to fight and go get up and go (Ayy, yeah)

Chorus
Back outside, ready to ride, ready to die for this
Oh, my God, kept me alive, told me it's time to win
Three, four, five, clock in the morning, you know we clockin' in
I'ma break these cycles and take off, you know we outta here

Verse 2
All of my friends got priorities and not a single one of them is money and fame
All of my apps on my phone, gotta block or an Apple gon' bite me like Eve and the snake
Havin' my old friends, man, I played my cards right then I stopped playin' 2K
I was never one to trip over clout
I was tryna point these folks to the Way (Uh)
Yeah, I got the time today

Chorus
Back outside, ready to ride, ready to die for this
Oh, my God, kept me alive, told me it's time to win
Three, four, five, clock in the morning, you know we clockin' in
I'ma break these cycles and take off, you know we outta here


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