RealTalkJack - Pick a Side Songtexte

Songtexte Pick a Side - RealTalkJack




I'm low on exotics (Yeah yeah)
Bout to go cop me a new Maserati
Excel when I'm riding (Oh woah)
My homie's about to fly in
Get excited
Can't fold on the buy in (No no)
My pockets go deep for this shit
When I'm trying
And I'm really trying (Trying)
Look at the past it felt like I was dying
I put my foot down (Yeah yeah)
Walk in my shoes you can't walk in my shoes
Aye
Feel crowded (Oh oh)
Can't be around when they want me around
Or I lose
My mind yeah
Fuck with me bro
You don't want any smoke
You can choose
Pick a side yeah (Trying)
Pick a side yeah (Trying)
Y'all just be silly
I'm product of Willy
Or Wig when we with family (Yeah)
So I'mma competitor
Raised to be everything
That I can physically mentally be aye
So don't run up on me aye
Do not make me salty aye
A cracker with attitude aye
That's how I taught me to be
Everyone want
What they think they need
But it will not make you happy (Oh oh)
Trust me I been there
World in my palm
But still had anxiety yeah
You cannot buy me
You should not try me
Start on the low
Took it real slow
I'm slowly rising
The pain and the suffering
Brought me from under man
Sometimes I wonder man
See I'm like a hero
I started from zero
Went to a hundred
People don't get me
People act shifty
Aye
Music 'till I'm 50
Boy you should not come tempt me
I'm shining just like I should be
I'm low on exotics (Yeah yeah)
Bout to go cop me a new Maserati
Excel when I'm riding (Oh woah)
My homie's about to fly in
Get excited
Can't fold on the buy in (No no)
My pockets go deep for this shit
When I'm trying
And I'm really trying (Trying)
Look at the past it felt like I was dying
I put my foot down (Yeah yeah)
Walk in my shoes you can't walk in my shoes
Aye
Feel crowded (Oh oh)
Can't be around when they want me around
Or I lose
My mind yeah
Fuck with me bro
You don't want any smoke
You can choose
Pick a side yeah (Trying)
Pick a side yeah (Trying)
Aye, bitch
Why you always think that you got it like this
Like you don't miss
Bro you can kiss my ass
Blast from the past
I cannot act
Unless I act fast
I go old school
Like I am mash
My life you can't cast
You need to relax
You need to get back
I'm telling you that
Yeah
I'm on the map
When I wanna be
And I can attack
Anyone come at me
Make you go splat
My friends on my back
My friends on my back
Like they a tat
Got 'em for life
Loyalty taught me that
And where I am at
I can't go back
I done came this whole way
My sells bout to smack (Aye)
I'm a beast tho
I can get mean
How you want me to be?
Cuz
I'm in beast mode
Look at my life You can't see what I see (Aye)
I can't go slow
Racing the track
'Till I finish so
I hit the streets, go
Set the control so I don't miss a beat
I'm low on exotics (Yeah yeah)
Bout to go cop me a new Maserati
Excel when I'm riding (Oh woah)
My homie's about to fly in
Get excited
Can't fold on the buy in (No no)
My pockets go deep for this shit
When I'm trying
And I'm really trying (Trying)
Look at the past it felt like I was dying
I put my foot down (Yeah yeah)
Walk in my shoes you can't walk in my shoes
Aye
Feel crowded (Oh oh)
Can't be around when they want me around
Or I lose
My mind yeah
Fuck with me bro
You don't want any smoke
You can choose
Pick a side yeah (Trying)
Pick a side yeah (Trying)



Autor(en): Travis Phillips



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