Soufside

Awavy in his bag, yeah
They tryna count a young nigga pockets, they gone lose count real quick
Know some niggas in that field will take you on a field trip
Know some real deal slimes and I know some real crips
Forever gang, bitch we locked in
Helicopter bitch you know I'ma spin
I can't slide unless I'm slidin' with tints
Dropped the glock when I was hoppin' the fence
Told my mama that we finna be rich
When I wake up think 'bout sinnin' again

Young nigga from the Soufside, throw yo 4's up you from the Soufside
Young nigga from the Soufside, throw yo 4's up if you from my side

I'ma fuck her 'til she cry, cry
When I'm done I'ma tell her bye bye
Wasn't with me 'til I got a name, baby girl you can have a nice life
Pray that I don't ever crap out, if I'm gamblin' with my life
I'll cut a nigga hands off if he try to steal a piece of my pie
I don't give a fuck, I don't play that
They gone think they seen God I push up in that Maybach
Yeah
The seats recline, but don't lay back
We was runnin' them streets since 9, we go way back
They keep tellin' me the streets is mine, but don't say that
'Cause the good always die young
But I told my mama she don't gotta worry cause her son always keep a drum

Yeah
Her son always keep a drum

They tryna count a young nigga pockets, they gone lose count real quick
Know some niggas in that field will take you on a field trip
Know some real deal slimes and I know some real crips
Forever gang, bitch we locked in
Helicopter bitch you know I'ma spin
I can't slide unless I'm slidin' with tints
Dropped the glock when I was hoppin' the fence
Told my mama that we finna be rich
When I wake up think 'bout sinnin' again

Young nigga from the Soufside, throw yo 4's up you from the Soufside
Young nigga from the Soufside, throw yo 4's up if you from my side



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Writer(s): Richard Williams
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