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jide - otherside pt. i (closer) lyrics

[chorus]
every time i get a little bit closer
things get a bit harder to see
that’s the other side
the other side

[verse 1]
i’m a cautious individual
but my soul burning slowly to residuals
when you want you dreams to take you lateral
you gotta put your soul as collateral
and haters find it laugh it laughable
how you put your eggs in one basket
tryna scramble em
but then again i’m ramblin’
yellin’, “don’t”, like i’m tiller cause the devil tryna trap souls
born in ’98, but i’ve been a little rascal
94′ my credit score
grinding for that blue check
but when i’m throwing shots, man i’m rushing to the roulette
swizz around the beats like its cheese
word to barry reese, i’m behind by two steps
thoughts of days when pops called me useless
words he use less
cause now as a man
i can finally understand where he’s coming from
fought his way through africa to have a son
named me after jordan, in hopes that i’m tall and i play some basketball
6’5″ but only time i make shots is when i take shots of alcohol
is heaven even possible?
are you proud of me?
father are you proud of me?
hope my sins don’t devour me
(yeah)

[chorus]
every time i get a little bit closer
things get a bit harder to see
that’s the other side
the other side (wait)
(x2)

[verse 2]
both my fathers looking down on me
biological and heavenly
always looking through what i pretend to be
cause i’ve been known to be a show off
tryna break a leg like a stomped upon a centipede
recently, i’ve been breaking bonds like its chemistry
all my peeps wolves in sheep’s clothes
y’all ain’t kin to me
nah, y’all more like enemies
but i’ll keep you close, i got knowledge my presence be
known as the ent-ty
called the black sheep
ducking little bo peep with a creep
i ain’t property
unless it profit me
needed progress signed a contract with my soul
so i proceed to throw my conscious to the road
protest with speeds of congress moving slow
play like ai, crossed in combat for the gold (for the gold)
on the path to getting older
the chips on my shoulder getting colder
and tell tory that “i told ya”
demeanor of a frontline soldier
bolster all this heat
to my end i’m moving closer
moving closer (x3)

[chorus]
every time i get a little bit closer
things get a little harder to see
that’s the other side
the other side
(x2)

- jide lyrics

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