South Side Story

Yea, yea, yea, I done learn from mistakes
 Like who's my men and who's not
 Like who's gon' run but who's not
 Like who's gonna shoot if you shot?
 Who gone hold they own, who's not
 Who's gone choose spots?
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me you gotta leave here wit a body
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
 When I was 10 years old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head
 Probably around the same time he used to pee in the bed
 I stayed a wake 'cuz my nightmares of seein' him dead
 The smell of burnt tire peelin' after leavin' him lead
 The killer fled wit a fuckin' laugh
 My heart pumpin' on blast, I just stared at him slumped in the grass
 Arms movin', fingers shakin', spittin' up blood
 DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug
 There I stood stiffer than wood
 See homie use to buy me candy
 Now, he's gone whose provide his family?
 My ear ringin' should have been runnin'
 I never thought I could be that sick
 Damn, I was suppose to see that shit
 That's when I thought it was more than 3 shots
 He could have been aimin' for me
 Maybe he circled around the block
 I turn around to my pops
 He like what happen? This nigga rolled up and started clappin'
 I can still hear 'em laughin'
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
 It was a regular day in Southside
 Sprink-aklers kids runnin' all of a sudden
 Heads turnin', somebody did somethin'
 This nigga name I forgot, fuck it he lived around the block
 Regular gettin' money nigga but love to clown a lot
 Walked across the park stuntin' frontin'
 Diamond in his hear diamond watch on
 Eatin' a bag of popcorn
 Walked up behind this shorty grabbin' her waist
 She pushed him away, so he threw the bag in her face
 She felt disrespected, shorty couldn't except it
 Called him a pussy, told him she be back in a second
 He didn't pay her no mind called her bitch about 4 times
 Stayed in the park wit no niggas wit him and no nine
 Then in no time older nigga from behind swung a baseball bat
 Left his face all cracked told him take all that
 Hit him again popped his chain wit a frown
 And left the clown wit a stain on the ground
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
 And all my days go by blowin' that sticky icky
 California made me picky, chicken heads tryin' to stick me wit a hicky
 If we go up quickly stick me, somewhere tipsy the location don't matter
 I'm Southsidin' 'til they hit me
 I'd be dead if looks can kill, I'm from the ghetto, boys
 But I don't know Scarface or Bushwick Bill
 My heart spills for the kids that ain't got nothin'
 They gotta steal and for my cousin I lost
 Slumpt over the steerin' wheel
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
 In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
 Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
 Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
 You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body