Southside Interlude.

Too lit, too high, we get it jumpin' (Yeah)
It's good weed, and bad bitches all at the function
My mind start racing, when sober thoughts penetrating
These thoughts in my head, on the edge of retaliation
But I'm trying to keep my faith, keep these demons out my way
Dodge the pressures of my city, pray to God to keep me safe
Used to shed tears, in fears before I ever saw a way
Before I get too personal I'm finna tear out this page
But I'm influenced, by all of the ghettos that you all ruined,
Its funny they gave us the dream, but not the tools to go fuel em
Had to learn how tah maneuver, thru the bullshit like manure
Had to learn thru all these mistakes, look at all the shit I alluded
And I just got the news, my cousin just beat his case
Drink our problems all away, take a blunt to the face
Cause we living in the moment, as we pray for better days
Cause we living in the moment, as we pray for better days



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Writer(s): Isaiah Williams
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