(Southside shit)
22, ayy

First M, I’mma split with my fucking crew
I never bragged about the shit that I was 'posed to do
Yeah I love you lil’ bitch but hoe I'm tired of you
I just made it to the city bring the Larry through
I should've seen that shit coming that's the bitch in you
I'm in here buyin’ what I want, buy a reefer too
Bam just called mad at me, said the pics through
I've been up since 7 this morning I got a package due

You wonder how I changed on you shit I never cared
I never played by the rules ‘cuz it was never fair
If you ain't goin’ all the way then don't take it there
All you niggas out here tellin’ that's why you got me scared
Ain't no nigga that I just met that's my right hand
On the road blowin’ wood tippin ain't no weed man
I don't sell it but my nigga right here got the P's in
Hittin’ it from the back off good drank make her knees bend
Sittin’ in the spot, stampin’ shit like it's tees in
‘Fore I graduated I did 10 off’a netspends
On the phone in class, my shit rung more than that bell did
The way you niggas out here dick suckin’ get your nails did
I don't want your pussy baby can you put your head down?
‘Fore I was making money out
this shit I told my mans bout it
And I love that new money stick, know what I'm talking bout
I would’ve gave the world to you
bitch, you just had to doubt me

First M, I’mma split with my fucking crew
I never bragged about the shit that I was 'posed to do
Yeah I love you lil’ bitch but hoe I'm tired of you
I just made it to the city bring the Larry through
I should've seen that shit coming that's the bitch in you
I'm in here buyin’ what I want, buy a reefer too
Bam just called mad at me, said the pics through
I've been up since 7 this morning I got a package due

All the love that I showed I never got it back
I can't run from no nigga I got too many straps
He was tricking off your bag tryna hit that rat
Shit she fucking on my fit plus she know my raps
Me and Dame just dropped a five this ain’t no damn ‘Lemon
My phone ringing 972 they doing fed time
Johnny blew his wrist but he slow he can't tell time
Hot box the rental I don't care if it smell loud
Smoke a lot of weed I should buy it by the bale now
I told her only head cause’ yesterday she wore your boy out
Heard you wrote a statement and they still ain't let boy out
I had to buy another one today people want my scale out
Niggas in the way I been in punch if I seen you out
Niggas talk the road but they
the driver when they heading out
I put my trust in you I ain't expect for you to let me down
And I went and got every dollar, it wasn't handed out
And I got the sauce lil nigga I can't give you none
And there's some money over here, go and get you some
And I'm done talking 'bout that benz, I’m gon get me one
And I never tripped off no L, I just stepped it up

(Southside shit)