On My Side
Man, let me tell you niggas what the fuck it is for real though
Look,
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
People all up in my ear
Tryin' to tell me what to say
Get the fuck from 'round me dawg
before I punch you in the face
Have I made myself clear
This money nigga I done made
Keep disrespectin' wo
we gone have to shoot the fade
Don't tell me who to be
This could get your ass beat
Real solider from the streets
Y'all know just where I be
Keep ya mouth quiet
Or get ya mouth wired
All my goons outside
Ready to ride or die
Ride or die
Aye
I could only be me
This how I was growing up
Made it out of N.S.V
Bless my cuz that shed his blood
Everybody got love
For the city where I'm from
New Orleans to LA
Ain't no way you can say
Who the fuck this nigga think he is
(Think he is)
Runnin' around town reppin' Hipular shit
(Hipular shit)
Ain't that nigga married don't he got a bitch
(Got a bitch)
Close yo fuckin mouth and mind yo business bitch
Yeah
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
MC-Coy ain't no rapper
MC-Coy ain't no trapper
MC-Coy don't make hits
MC-Coy ain't bout shit
MC-Coy ain't on his grind
MC-Coy just wastin' his time
MC-Coy
MC-Coy
MC-Coy
MC-Coy
Pussy nigga keep my name out your mouth
All you fucking niggas do not even know what I'm 'bout
Take my shoes off just to see you try to go for a mile
When you fail muthafucka I'ma sit back and smile
Ha
Who the fuck this nigga think he is
(Think he is)
Running around town repping Hipular shit
Bitch I been 'bout it 'bout it
Get retarded
Pull up to yo fuckin' party
Shut that shit down soon as we get started
Huh
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
Look,
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
People all up in my ear
Tryin' to tell me what to say
Get the fuck from 'round me dawg
before I punch you in the face
Have I made myself clear
This money nigga I done made
Keep disrespectin' wo
we gone have to shoot the fade
Don't tell me who to be
This could get your ass beat
Real solider from the streets
Y'all know just where I be
Keep ya mouth quiet
Or get ya mouth wired
All my goons outside
Ready to ride or die
Ride or die
Aye
I could only be me
This how I was growing up
Made it out of N.S.V
Bless my cuz that shed his blood
Everybody got love
For the city where I'm from
New Orleans to LA
Ain't no way you can say
Who the fuck this nigga think he is
(Think he is)
Runnin' around town reppin' Hipular shit
(Hipular shit)
Ain't that nigga married don't he got a bitch
(Got a bitch)
Close yo fuckin mouth and mind yo business bitch
Yeah
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
MC-Coy ain't no rapper
MC-Coy ain't no trapper
MC-Coy don't make hits
MC-Coy ain't bout shit
MC-Coy ain't on his grind
MC-Coy just wastin' his time
MC-Coy
MC-Coy
MC-Coy
MC-Coy
Pussy nigga keep my name out your mouth
All you fucking niggas do not even know what I'm 'bout
Take my shoes off just to see you try to go for a mile
When you fail muthafucka I'ma sit back and smile
Ha
Who the fuck this nigga think he is
(Think he is)
Running around town repping Hipular shit
Bitch I been 'bout it 'bout it
Get retarded
Pull up to yo fuckin' party
Shut that shit down soon as we get started
Huh
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
All my life I had to struggle
Just to get to where I'm at
Now I'm standing in the front
And all them bitches in the back
Ain't no hoe up on my left
And ain't no hoe up on my right
Only real ones on my side
That's how I keep my circle tight
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Wilcox Jr., Ankoor J Apte
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