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sydney runner & zerofault - eastside lyrics

[verse 1: sydney runner]
said he want smoke but its sat right up to his neck
i can’t sleep, i’m in the trap with, opp p+ssy on my d+ck
monkey n+gga not gon’ blow, he jacking anybody sh+t
sound like me three years ago, yo’ sound is washed, bro, you not next
b+tch, i do not want to hang, don’t call phone and do not text
he outside but wanna jump, i’m serving bass, i think i’m rex
stupid white b+tch got me f+cked up, this b+tch acting like lex
don’t compare me to n0body, b+tch, we all know i’m the best
don’t compare me to n0body, b+tch, ’cause you can’t back it up
we hit ya b+tch? she in a coma? then come get it back in blood
yo’ ho not gon’ text you back, she at my crib and you a dub
if i see you, say all that sh+t to my face, i wish you would
i got that n+gga and his chopped ho inside this wood
eastside n+gga, you can’t step ’round here ’cause u not good
you ain’t even seen a gun, you ain’t been inside a hood
how many sh+lls could a gen 5 dump if it could?

[verse 2: zerofault]
yo n+gga +++++ a narc, that n+gga ++++++ is a b+tch
that n+gga vel’ was in my dms tryna take this demon d+ck
i seen +++++ in the flesh and it’s confirmed that he a l!ck
pf n+ggas took my swag and f+cking ran off with that sh+t
you n+ggas actually annoying, from an actual autist
when you hangin’ from that cord is when i’ll really be at bliss
do not open up that door ’cause we gon’ do you like our friend
n+ggas talkin’ wild on zero ’til i recreate the film
give a f+ck ’bout conversation, i can tell i’m not a friend
stop that cryin’ in my dms, i’on got a hand two lend
i stay out of music sh+t ’cause n+ggas only want atten’
shins is where i’m hittin first just to see you f+ckin’ limp
we gon’ tear you limb by limb, just to put it on the ‘gram
you got n+ggas speakin’ for you, gon’ ‘head say that’s not yo’ mans
gon’ head say that’s not yo’ crew, we done seen y’all holdin’ hands
do them n+ggas like a gacha, hit them boys at f+ckin’ ran
dom n+gga
[outro]
you a b+tch ass n+gga
n+gga, i don’t even f+ck with you, your music wack as f+ck
you callin’ my mans [?]
i met yo’ b+tch ass at my house, you was weak
i heard yo’ song, this sh+t was lame as f+ck, n+gga!

- sydney runner zerofault lyrics

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