Sideways (Remasterizado)

To the side side side
To the side side side

Looking side side side
Looking side side side

Made so much money this year
Everybody want to look at me sideways
Behind closed 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

See they won't ever be 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

To the side side side
To the side side side

Looking side side side
Looking side side side

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 up from 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 to the face and they ringing the bell

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 them closely
Cause I can tell that they've been hating on me
And I just can't let them control me

To the side side side
To the side side side

Looking side side side
Looking side side side

To the side side side
To the side side side

Looking side side side
Looking side side 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 them closely
Cause I can tell that they've been hating on me
And I just can't let them control me



Credits
Writer(s): Emiliano Tovar, Luis Sosa
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