Sideways

Made so much money this year

Made so much money this year
Everybody want to look me sideways
Behind closes doors wanna throw shade, But they're gonna smile in my face
Really thought I said when I was young
I was gonna be the man of the tri-state
Everybody said they straight up with me
I can see them looking sideways

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Sideways (To the side)
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See they won't ever me one hundred
They won't ever be a buck
You can tell them all be fake or be real and they choose all of the above
They hate you when you at the bottom
At the top they just wanna show you love
And I can't be messing with lames
All that cappin' is a dud
I'd rather stick the people I knew at the bottom and get me a bunch of new hundreds
I'd rather get an estate and a lamb and a stack on my chips really
Rather than thumbin
I'd probably pull up in sweats and securing the bag after he already thinking I'm bummy
I'd probably pull up, the interior bloody, now all she can say is she like how I'm bummin
I need to get a McLaren, and have all that Fendi, that Prada, that's all on my belt
I'm always dressed up in checks and I swim to the money, I'm feeling like Michael Phelps
I came out form the bottom, that's all on my lonely, my player, I don't need your help
You taking hits to the stomach, I'm giving these hits on the face and they ringing the bell

Made so much money this year
Everybody want to look me sideways
Behind closes doors wanna throw shade, But they're gonna smile in my face
Really thought I said when I was young
I was gonna be the man of the tri-state
Everybody said they straight up with me
I can see them looking sideways

Sideways
Sideways (To the side)
Sideways
Sideways (To the side)
Sideways
Sideways (Looking side)
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Sideways (Looking side)

You know my gang and my homie
Player you don't even know me
I won't hit you with the lefty
I ain't feeling like Ginobili
You're not my fam, you can't bro me
I've just been watching the closely cause I can't tell that they've been hating on me
And I just can't let them control me
Ain't tryin with the kid, you ain't ever been down
Can't fly with the kid you wasn't on the ground
Can't run with the team if you wasn't running wild
Really thought I was a joke, really said I was a clown so
You can just watch me
That's how I'll be getting the bag that I split with my homies
Team by my side till the day my cats drop out and be lonely
Lately been feeling like Lauryn magnificent
Baby I'm killing them slowly, wait, I'm killing them softly
Sniping the top and I'm feeling like Crosby

Made so much money this year
Everybody want to look me sideways
Behind closes doors wanna throw shade, But they're gonna smile in my face
Really thought I said when I was young
I was gonna be the man of the tri-state
Everybody said they straight up with me
I can see them looking sideways

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Sideways (Looking side)
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Sideways (Looking side)



Credits
Writer(s): Simone Magenes
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