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buddha breezy - sidelines lyrics

(verse)
chillin’ on the beach, call it sidelines
my guys chillin’ with me, drinkin’ high life
my life feelin’ so free, this is prime time
my time to stunt on these n+ggas with my grind
my mind, in the right place i’m just coolin’ with these n+ggas
i’m a funny guy, i’m just foolin’ with these n+ggas
hit me up for a ride, i’m carpoolin’ on these n+ggas legs
cause they got me f+cked up for thinkin’ that i’m stayin’
and you really think i’m stayin’
“i’m just playin’, i’m just playin'”
but you don’t know what you sayin
i’m just goin’ through a trance when i’m dealin’ with the pain
i just roll that pain up, then i just blow it away
and i don’t know what to say
dark thoughts in my mind, but i just push em’ away
i go through this everyday
i guess it’s the price i pay for happiness in my brain
what am i supposed to think
but it’s f+cked up though, get a blunt rolled
take a seat in the front row of the death show
and it might show how it might go
next n+gga hit the light pole
and he wasn’t supposed to go so early
his mom at the funeral hands all dirty
tryna hold a son one last time, barely 30
he went back to grad school, cap and gown, lookin’ nerdy
but now it’s all over for that n+gga
his future was lookin’ bigger
had a kid on the way and it was helpin’ him figure out
how to be a better dad
becoming a better man
not gonna f+ck up the kid
finally gonna take a stand
but, life has it’s own ways, pray to god everyday
but no guaranteed stay
i f+ckin’ hate my life, but for what?
my dad pay my phone bill like every single month
i got a good job and got money i could clutch
it’s not about me though, it’s everything that’s f+cked
look around now, you think everything is good?
how a n+gga feel, sh+t, you got that understood?
every thought isn’t the same
same n+ggas, different brains
all weed, different strains
all maskin’ the f+ckin’ pain
i write these words say i’m king
but i’m sippin’ f+ckin’ lean
not the type to make a scene
possibly gonna od
and i f+ckin’ hate it
let the devil hold my soul, i wanna f+ckin trade it
let the world go to sh+t and k!ll the f+ckin hatred
if we k!ll all the whites, would that f+ckin change it?
you don’t gotta be white to be a f+ckin’ racist
i just wish the world would see that we’re f+ckin’ raceless
one man representin’ makes us f+ckin’ faceless
and these kids nowadays won’t go to f+ckin pay less
now every n+gga need jordans
every b+tch gotta look gorgeous
bein’ basic, dreamin’ foreigns
every ego be enormous
shut the f+ck up
i need it quiet eh
for one f+ckin’ second, puedes jodidamente cállate
i’m only gettin’ higher aye
this weed ain’t blockin’ all the pain
i’m spittin’ verses, sound the same
i’m playin’ tracks that sound the same
i hope i get hit by a train
i’m hopin’ that i die in vain
(outro)
oh, no please don’t go, go
no, no i don’t wanna go, go
oh, no please don’t go, go
no, no i don’t wanna go, go

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