David Raé Shawn - Soufside Lyrics

Lyrics Soufside - David Raé Shawn



Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
I get around just like Shakur
With the digital underground, I humpty dance right on your whore
You niggas never tote that glick unless somebody press record
I seen my cousin box for the hood, way back in Tyler with them boys
Now I still throw the west up
And I stay up in the crib cause I ain't tryna clean a mess up
Peaceful young nigga, I be trying not to bring that pressure
But it'll be my pleasure like I work at chic fil a
To hit that boy with seventeen, like it's his sixteenth birthday
And that's just one to grow on
I know wassup with all these bitches, not the one to hoe on
My big sister told me y'all not to spend my fucking dough on
That's why I just fuck her then I go on, finished my put my clothes on
It's Big Beloved, they be sleeping I can't let em doze off
We can kick that motherfucker but I'd rather rip the fucking doors off
But they gotta be off of Zoloft, and some god damn clonidine
My shit bumping throughout the streets
Nigga this ain't no fucking meet and greet, come get ya issue geek
Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
I ain't no thug nigga, no street nigga
I just know I'd rather see yo ass go before it's me nigga
The Nerd nigga that was weak nigga
They would roast me cause I like to read nigga
But we both black, you just me nigga, you just mad at ya self
Or you mad at ya mommy or daddy or something, my nigga you need some help
But y'all niggas taught me that I gotta keep that bitch on me forever
Cause they tryna rob a nigga, I turn into Toph I'm bending metal
Sometimes I go back and play my shit and wonder where's the message
Like who gon benefit from this shit man who is this making better
But bitch I'm twenty-two and I'm struggling
I know this country is fucked but when topics get touched
I'll be on at the time and still hustling
Just with more time to reach out to my cousins
Cause we all family to me
I see older black people and just see myself, why they all do this damage to me?
Man they fuck our neighborhoods up
And then put a church's chicken in the middle of it just to make us feel something
But it's rlly killing us, so is the liquor store
I swear that I won't drink a lick no more
I swear that im down on my dick, but once I get up, I wont touch a spliff no more
Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit, but dawg the iron right here



Writer(s): David Seals


David Raé Shawn - The King's Memoirs, Vol. 3
Album The King's Memoirs, Vol. 3
date of release
07-01-2022




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