Southside

Too late to run away
I took it back to the southside I cannot stay
Got the fam on the phone
I'm on the way
You can't be sleep in these streets so stay awake
My mom on the phone I gotta pray
Too late to run away
I took it back to the southside I cannot stay
Got the fam on the phone
I'm on the way
You can't be sleep in these streets so stay awake

Yeah
Yeah
Rubbish go stop when you get money
Enter for streets men go bullshit you
Niggas switch faster than changeover
Wey dey hope on your money like up nepa
Man
Oya settle down
Make I handout these verses like lecturer
Huh
Make e no start, cos then go bust out, till then call sars here
Who be that rapper way raise the bar?
Drop me ein shit we no hear the bar
Won dey take shots. but na off target
If to say na football they no still hit bar
Feed me these rappers, got me a plate
E hot or e cold I be changing states
Niggas is sweet just like sugar cane
Is why I'm whipping they ass till they feel the pain

Too late to run away
I took it back to the southside I cannot stay
Got the fam on the phone
I'm on the way
You can't be sleep in these streets so stay awake
My mom on the phone I gotta pray
Too late to run away
I took it back to the southside I cannot stay
Got the fam on the phone
I'm on the way
You can't be sleep in these streets so stay awake

Niggas sweet
Bitches too
I Never pick but I choose
Tryna learn how to rap, better take notes
I been doing this. way before, Tecno phones
I suppose you don't know this
Highschool where I wrote this
"Cap big so bogus!"
Brand new sneakers got me walking on Mars
Rappers cap till dey get locked behind BARZ
Clock is ticking then I tickle the clock
Mess with me then I might tickle a glock
Give my all its like is never enough
Realize enough ain't never enough
All this working so accounts could get fat
No be movie bros stop acting tough
Yuh
Yuh
Ran up numbers with the squad!
Niggas never showed love
Snakes all up on the other side
I'm gonn water my seeds
Best believe it's going green
Best believe that I'm are stack it up
Then I run it up through the ceiling

To run away
I took it back to the southside I cannot stay
Got the fam on the phone
I'm running things
I can't be up in your business I'm running things
My mom on the phone I gotta pray
Took it back to the Southside I cannot stay
Got the fam on the phone I'm on the way
Can't be sleep in these streets so stay awake



Credits
Writer(s): Obomoye Muzan
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