S o r r y, B u t I’ m O u t s i d e - PARTYNEXTDOOR

I shouldn't even be outside

I got somebody inside waitin' on me

And I'm playin' with their emotions, 'motions ('Motions)

Sorry, but I'm outside tonight

I might pull up to forty love with forty of 'em

What's the fuck if you know I don't love ya (Know I don't cuff you)

Cold-blooded, but it's warmer than a oven

When I'm talkin' 'bout makin' love with (Yeah)

These bitches wanna make sweet love to you, too

Damn, it makes me think that breaking up is stupid

Plus, you got two foreigns right outside of the crib

You could ride every day (You could ride)

You could ride this dick everyday that you needed

It ain't no secret

And my bad if I come back and you won't talk to me (My bad)

You told me a couple days ago you off of me (My bad)

I know you lyin', but I'm makin' it easier

And I know you find me, I should be home

I shouldn't even be outside

I got somebody inside waitin' on me

And I'm playin' with their emotions, 'motions ('Motions)

Sorry, but I'm outside tonight (I'm outside, I'm outside)

And I'm back on the block like it's hot

Pop the Hennessy, I didn't lie

Think I need a little bit more (Bit more)

You don't know what it's like to be yours

And I ain't tryna blow up your spot

But, girl, you ain't wildin' out no more

Money keep pilling up for sure

You can take me out the dog house for sure

'Cause I'm tryna tell ya

I'm still your fella, Roc-a-Fella

Even though I'm no teller

But I'm outside the crib

With a couple bitches

Doin' dirt

Diggin' ditches

But I hope you only magnify my apologies

I'm standin' ten, ten with every part of me (Part of me)

Carpe diem, I ice you out like every week, ayy, ayy

Bought the Benz', 'cause it's so hard to part with a freak

Yeah, yeah, and these bitches wanna fuck you (Wanna fuck now)

I know you wanna fuck too

But you know what I been up to

I shouldn't even be outside

I got somebody inside waitin' on me

And I'm playin' with their emotions, 'motions ('Motions)

Sorry, but I'm outside tonight (Yeah)

To forty love with forty of 'em

What's the fuck if you know I don't love 'em (Know I don't cuff you)

Cold-blooded, but it's warmer than a oven

When I'm talkin' 'bout makin' love with (Yeah)

These bitches wanna make sweet love to you, too

Damn, it makes me think that breaking up is stupid

Look, I don't know what type of time you're on or what you really wanna do

But you're wasting my time, Jahron

Baby

No, I been doing this with you for so long

What you tryna say?

I'm tryna say I can't keep doing this

There's someone out there for you

And we love each other, but what are we doing?

Wait, what the fuck?

Jahron, you're not doing enough

You're the only nigga out here not focused on his bitch

You're not serious, man

Like, you're not getting any younger and neither am I

Wait, what are you talkin' about? You serious?

Jahron, I'm dead serious

Are you, are you talking to someone else?