[ Featuring 3ee ]
Last night
South side
I was out past time
Would have thought that by now
Despite the havoc
I'd have it
Late nights
Sunrise
Tryna get my head right
Didn't think that I would get this far
Yeah
Last time
Midnight
I was walking through the south side
Won't you wait and find out
Despite the havoc
Heaven
Late nights
45s
Pouring drinks to cap nights
You can catch me on the south side
Yeah
The beat hostile
Street gospel
Let me paint a pretty picture like Picasso
It's the young, dumb, killa
The RIVA
N to the C
Word it out then read straight
Y'all act stupid, thinking that I can't do this
My raps crack bones and cover you in bruises
Spittin ammo, gotcha askin who shot ya
My wits the choppa, think i'll rip the clip and sing Sinatra
Yeah
Uh
Fly me to the moon
A rising star that gets girls that look like Heidi Klum
That look like Halle B
That look like Lucy Lue
Eat me like some calories and chew me like some juicy fruit
Speakin in analogies from weeks of watching looney tunes
I tweak your whole mentality and leave you locked in loopty loops
Since day one, y'all was straight doomed
Cause I came out the womb poppin off like Koonz balloons
Wooh, yeah
Yeah you know what it do, yeah you know what it be
Take a look at lucky me
No i'm not like other dudes
No I'm not a money fiend
No i'm not gon run on you
Yes i'm lying through my teeth
I talk too much, I like the way my voice sound
People tell me shut up, but I like it when the noise loud
The ego-maniac speaks his mind
I play the hero and the villain at the same damn time
Last night
South side
I was out past time
Would have thought that by now
Despite the havoc
I'd have it
Late nights
45s
Pouring drinks to cap nights
You can catch me on the south side
Yeah
These days i'm feeling flyer than a G6
My nappy head ass, locks longer than Jesus
My crappy mustache, my ashy ankles
There must be something in my jeans the way she yanking at my JNCOs
Stash the singles, cash ads to cinco
She ain't about the money so she want me for my kinfolk
I'm too shmacked too clap back with game
So I hit the road jack, new city down the way
Niño, travel down a dusty path
Cowboy on my own trip, sippin out the flask
Titos keep me company from dusk to dawn
I walk along the south side, till i'm too far gone
I wish I had a dodge dart a '74
I wish I had another dart or like seventy more
I wish I
Never dashed on my sugar mama Munroe
Now i'm off the map out in El Segundo
Gone
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
If he wanna leave, let him
He ain't worth a cent
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
If he wanna leave, let him
He ain't worth a cent
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
If he wanna leave, let him
He ain't worth a cent
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
If he wanna leave, let him
Look
Im sorry that I left without leaving you a letter
You gave me all your best while I seek for something better
Gone with wind leaving cigarette trails
Paper chasing like a dog running circles for the tail
Too f*cked up off my own sense of ego
Nani and the vodka locked and loaded on my peep holes
You better off solo, cut me off clean
Leave me in the south side, with a dollar and a dream
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
If he wanna leave, let him
He ain't worth a cent
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
If he wanna leave, let him
He ain't worth a cent
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
If he wanna leave, let him
He ain't worth a cent
Relax yourself girl
Peace out ya man
