sideshow (127) – adaptive lyrics
[verse]
it don’t matter how much you got, as long you got your own
having friends is cool, but just better off on your own
somehow my closest homies switching on me
tryna put one in my dome
my main man serving [?], but fake friends won’t pick up the phone
that’s why i’m always by my lone
had to hit l!cks on my own
had to send shots on my own
cuz these n-ggas swear they’re gangstas but i swear to god they’re phonies
[?] giving them them charges and i swear they snitching on me
if i f-ck a n-gga b-tch man i swear he switching on me
[?], i ain’t got no big homies
say, that’s your brother, what you gon’ do for me?
that’s your brother, what you gon’ do for me?
baby i’m just high speaking
[?]
[?] compton, it’s still hotter than july evenings
real demons don’t dream baby, we stay scheming
lost a couple brothers in this game called life
stab [?] my left hand, my right hand man gave me the knife
mcdonald’s dinners, long hot nights without lights
you ain’t safe from these crackers, don’t care about black life
better think twice, better act right
cuz if my shooters ain’t happy, they double back like
we in the drive thru and the order ain’t come back right
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