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hungry-412 - sidelines lyrics

(chorus) repeat x3
i’m in the game,you’s a sideline pro…
yaw sideline n-ggas and f-ck sideline hoes…
it’s a shame…
some n-ggas die by code,some n-ggas die by foes,some n-ggas die by hoes
it’s all the same..

(verse 1)-hungry-412

cuz i don’t sugar coat sh-t,cuz ain’t nothing sweet
i bring it direct and live strait from the streets
if you ain’t banging wit me keep it to your f-ckin’ self
in the burgh n-ggas keep a banger for they health
yeah ya life expectancy went up like 10 years
but you ain’t f-ckin’ wit that fed time it’s like 10 years
do the math…or do the time….
pop a molly,smoke some loud,or do a line
do what u just desire all ways keep ya self in mind
don’t never cheat ya self treat ya self all the time
cuz when you on the bottom,they can’t f-ckin’ hate
and when you on the top,they can’t f-ck wait
so keep them waiting,keep them hating,keep them fantasizing
keep on making…ways for you to make it out
leave them hataz hating,and re-evaluating every situation..

(chorus) repeat x3
i’m in the game,you’s a sideline pro…
yaw sideline n-ggas and f-ck sideline hoes…
it’s a shame…
some n-ggas die by foes,some n-ggas die by hoes,some n-ggas die by poes
it’s all the same..

(verse 2)-hungry-412

i stay hungry cuz i’m trying to die rich
paid in full in the club money mitch
you dug a hole,cuz you dig a certain chick
i’m trying to make my dreams come true f-ck a wish
i had my head on strait,but ran wit crooked n-ggas
neva’ had sh-t,they just took it n-ggas
i’m a pittsburgh vet,f-ck yaw rookie n-ggas
rap hanc-ck “what you want a cookie”
yaw off-brand,yaw don’t want no smoke
not even second-hand,can’t be lacking life’s no joke
you lost ya life on the humbug on some okey-doke
i use to live by the gun
now i rather poke
i use to get tax 6 for a brick,u just start selling dope
you think you the sh-t,until you get flushed like c0ke
when task hit,but the judge going hit harder
and if you got a pd,say good-bye to ya daughter

(verse 3)-hungry-412

i’m in my own lane,doing my own thang
i’m on my own watch,i play in my own game
i made my own name,while you f-ckin’ my old dame
the only thing that changed,i’m on bigger and better things
i keep it legal,just in case these n-ggas sing
music to my ears,my name ring bells
and if i’m on the block,my name bring sells
my name hold weight,no need to bring a scale
cuz i’m dipping my n-gga,i’m gone play it by eye
that ain’t a whole one,n-gga that 26.5
you’s a dam lie,caught ya -ss trying to be fly
i take my business personal,so i might let them fly
and if u live,next time you see me it should be hi and goodbye
or you gone be dead in the dirt or high in the sky
i work full-time,hustle from 9-5…hustle from 9-5

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