EASTSIDE

Make the right decision or maybe i'll go left Spit bars till the end nothing left Keep you waiting like hanging off the edge of a cliff Ice cold bars frozen stiff I'll stay in my lane won't swerve or drift On the come up this gift lift me up to the top Feel like I'm winning drink out the golden cup Its my stairway i'll build it up Still don't give a f*ck about you non binary afabs that ell never change might think I'm deranged for all the shit that I can spit at such a young age in a small time frame But thats just how my brain works I drain out the bad shit and Strain the rest god bless f*ck that I don't believe in jesus for reasonas that I can't disclose blasting through your speakers or maybe Something even cheaper like an earphone Tyler the creator trying to get grown 4'7 47 clique if I put food on the table we all gotta eat never forget where we came from eating neat Don't want beef you ain't from the streets sleeping on silk sheets please liar liar pants on fire these niggas gone haywire but I admire that you inspire to be caught in the crossfire Damn these niggas be getting me tired can't take a nap grinding till they retire Burn it out like a tire stay hot never cool off take a whole year of school off just to write lyrics get on stage and be booed off I bit to much that I chewed off a lot on my plate that i need to chew off Can't screw up with these rhymes I drew up threw up out my mind stare the pop filter down in the eyes love pac But east side till I die take my last breath in the gang life and up like the rest East Side till we die mother fucker