South Side Story

Yea, yea, yea, I done learn from mistakes

Like who's my men and who's not

Like who's gon' run but who's not

Like who's gonna shoot if you shot?

Who gone hold they own, who's not

Who's gone choose spots?

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me you gotta leave here wit a body

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body

When I was 10 years old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head

Probably around the same time he used to pee in the bed

I stayed a wake 'cuz my nightmares of seein' him dead

The smell of burnt tire peelin' after leavin' him lead

The killer fled wit a fuckin' laugh

My heart pumpin' on blast, I just stared at him slumped in the grass

Arms movin', fingers shakin', spittin' up blood

DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug

There I stood stiffer than wood

See homie use to buy me candy

Now, he's gone whose provide his family?

My ear ringin' should have been runnin'

I never thought I could be that sick

Damn, I was suppose to see that shit

That's when I thought it was more than 3 shots

He could have been aimin' for me

Maybe he circled around the block

I turn around to my pops

He like what happen? This nigga rolled up and started clappin'

I can still hear 'em laughin'

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body

It was a regular day in Southside

Sprink-aklers kids runnin' all of a sudden

Heads turnin', somebody did somethin'

This nigga name I forgot, fuck it he lived around the block

Regular gettin' money nigga but love to clown a lot

Walked across the park stuntin' frontin'

Diamond in his hear diamond watch on

Eatin' a bag of popcorn

Walked up behind this shorty grabbin' her waist

She pushed him away, so he threw the bag in her face

She felt disrespected, shorty couldn't except it

Called him a pussy, told him she be back in a second

He didn't pay her no mind called her bitch about 4 times

Stayed in the park wit no niggas wit him and no nine

Then in no time older nigga from behind swung a baseball bat

Left his face all cracked told him take all that

Hit him again popped his chain wit a frown

And left the clown wit a stain on the ground

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body

And all my days go by blowin' that sticky icky

California made me picky, chicken heads tryin' to stick me wit a hicky

If we go up quickly stick me, somewhere tipsy the location don't matter

I'm Southsidin' 'til they hit me

I'd be dead if looks can kill, I'm from the ghetto, boys

But I don't know Scarface or Bushwick Bill

My heart spills for the kids that ain't got nothin'

They gotta steal and for my cousin I lost

Slumpt over the steerin' wheel

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body

In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody

Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty

Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby

You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body