Hate The Other Side (with Marshmello & The Kid Laroi)

Got pain, woah
 Mello made it right
 I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
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 Yeah
 I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
 But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind
 Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines
 Last nigga we got busy on got hit between the eyes
 Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
 Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
 I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
 Hate the other side, hate the other side
 Bougie off the ecstasy, I might act woo, uh
 I lost gang members, I can't act cool, uh
 I got gang scriptures in my tattoos
 I was runnin' from the police in my trap shoes
 Posted, tryna flip a hundred, I couldn't buy food
 Come from nothin', but I blossomed to a tycoon
 Betrayal scars, can't stop thinkin' 'bout them stab wounds
 We might not catch him today but he gon' die soon
 I'm from Chicago, she said she like my accent
 I'm from Chicago where glocks what we react with
 Standing tall, make him tumble when that MAC spit
 Bitch I'm a gangster
 I just took off on some rap shit
 I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
 But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind
 Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines
 Last nigga we got busy on got hit between the eyes
 Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
 Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
 I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
 Hate the other side (yeah), hate the other side
 Hate the other side (side), hate the other side
 Could give a fuck about a bitch, got too much money on my mind
 Shit I heard they was lookin' for me, I'm not hard to find (find)
 Everybody that I'm with got nothin' to lose, bitch they gon' ride
 Saw my uncle in the grave, that brought tears to my eyes
 But I ain't gon lie, I done been through thi shit too many times
 My heart's still tryna recover from pain all my life
 I really been to hell and back a couple hundred times
 Couple hundred times, read between the lines
 I'm still tryin', I'm still tryin' to get by (get by)
 I still got memories that lay deep inside (inside)
 Creepin' up on my mind, it's fucking us
 I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times
 But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind
 Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines
 Last nigga we got busy on got hit between the eyes
 Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
 Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
 I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
 Hate the other side, hate the other side (side)