"Sideways" lyrics
You're so fine
Ba-ba-ba-baby
You could find me at the top with a hundred grand (god damn!)
Not nothing to play with, dog, but your bitch got a bone from another man (Facts!)
Get your hoe on a leash, she be runnin' 'round the town and the pound's gonna catch her ass
I'm a different fucking breed of a dog, you'd be dumb if you think I'ma let it pass
Said I'm trash
Now I'm back with a rubber band wrapped around stacks in the middle
Pass me the passion, I pass for a little
Passive and passionate, past us that pastors the passion we packed in the back of our bridle
Illiterate minds, we all followin' the vision
Listen to the stories of a god in our depiction
We don't got an option we were taught in the religion
And discredit other people's cause what we thought that we we're given was a truth
And this shit's so sideways
I'ma do it my way
I don't need to follow you
Lookin' at the mindstate
I just wanna hide my soul so hollow truth
Why do y'all fiend for the beef (W-why?)
Tryna seem mean for the screen
Everybody talk hard 'till they're seen in the streets (C-cry)
Look, man this shit is so sideways
This sideways, I fry brains with M4's
Sick hoe, Covid ain't got shit on Skitzo
Flip flows harder than Rick flipped the crystals
Fist fulls of hope are loaded in both pistols
I let it shoot
Get in tune with the words that I'm telling you
So you can see the void that I fell into
Step into the mind of a dude who was sending you
Letters through messages to get to you
Better view
Every single DM that they sendin' through
Retaining to, relate to what you feel to get a better view
And sending you into a new ascension
The intent is to make you make you think you need 'em
Cause they gave you the incentive to
It's fucked up
You think I made it here out of dumb luck
Blood, sweat and tears to get enough done
Yo it's always getting loaded like a dump truck
I was focusing on what I need to be a someone
And this shit's so sideways
I'ma do it my way
I don't need to follow you
Lookin' at the mindstate
I just wanna hide my soul so hollow truth
Why do y'all fiend for the beef (W-why?)
Tryna seem meen for the screen
Everybody talk hard 'till they're seen in the streets (C-cry)
Look, man this shit is so sideways
Ba-ba-ba-baby
You could find me at the top with a hundred grand (god damn!)
Not nothing to play with, dog, but your bitch got a bone from another man (Facts!)
Get your hoe on a leash, she be runnin' 'round the town and the pound's gonna catch her ass
I'm a different fucking breed of a dog, you'd be dumb if you think I'ma let it pass
Said I'm trash
Now I'm back with a rubber band wrapped around stacks in the middle
Pass me the passion, I pass for a little
Passive and passionate, past us that pastors the passion we packed in the back of our bridle
Illiterate minds, we all followin' the vision
Listen to the stories of a god in our depiction
We don't got an option we were taught in the religion
And discredit other people's cause what we thought that we we're given was a truth
And this shit's so sideways
I'ma do it my way
I don't need to follow you
Lookin' at the mindstate
I just wanna hide my soul so hollow truth
Why do y'all fiend for the beef (W-why?)
Tryna seem mean for the screen
Everybody talk hard 'till they're seen in the streets (C-cry)
Look, man this shit is so sideways
This sideways, I fry brains with M4's
Sick hoe, Covid ain't got shit on Skitzo
Flip flows harder than Rick flipped the crystals
Fist fulls of hope are loaded in both pistols
I let it shoot
Get in tune with the words that I'm telling you
So you can see the void that I fell into
Step into the mind of a dude who was sending you
Letters through messages to get to you
Better view
Every single DM that they sendin' through
Retaining to, relate to what you feel to get a better view
And sending you into a new ascension
The intent is to make you make you think you need 'em
Cause they gave you the incentive to
It's fucked up
You think I made it here out of dumb luck
Blood, sweat and tears to get enough done
Yo it's always getting loaded like a dump truck
I was focusing on what I need to be a someone
And this shit's so sideways
I'ma do it my way
I don't need to follow you
Lookin' at the mindstate
I just wanna hide my soul so hollow truth
Why do y'all fiend for the beef (W-why?)
Tryna seem meen for the screen
Everybody talk hard 'till they're seen in the streets (C-cry)
Look, man this shit is so sideways
