Outlaw

In the summer you won’t catch me in a 4 door

Always on a Harley with my rags on

I got love for my brothers but my heart torn

And If shit hit the fan I would blast for em

Tell me what you know about a outlaw

When you know that your colors can make a gun draw

But ya loyalty got you willing to die for

What the fuck on ya back Fuck dem fuck boys

Black red denim and Harley’s this where the violence start

Niggaz say they gone do something while we up the block

Let me give a history lesson started in sixty five