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This Side
19
Hip-Hop/Rap
This Side wurde am 18. Oktober 2019 von Too Much To Lose als Teil des Albums SYBA veröffentlicht
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AlbumSYBA
Veröffentlichungsdatum18. Oktober 2019
LabelToo Much To Lose
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM106

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyson S.T
Tyson S.T
Performer
Tyson Sybateli
Tyson Sybateli
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thabiso Moya
Thabiso Moya
Lyrics
Katlego Motlauthi
Katlego Motlauthi
Composer
Katlego Thema
Katlego Thema
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al $
Al $
Producer
Dooushii
Dooushii
Producer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
Don't let me cut my wrist though
Rollin' in folders, big up, my wins go up
Throwin' it up, I sin though
Rollin' with bros and these guns, my wins go
Ho bitch, we go up on this side
Catch him and follow that green light
Don't read no Bible on this side
Lord don't go rollin' on this side
Don't let me cut my wrist though
Rollin' in folders, big up, my wins go up
Throwin' it up, I sin though
Rollin' in folders, big up, my wins go up
Ho bitch, we go up on this side
Catch him and follow that green light
Don't read no Bible on this side
Lord don't go rollin' on this side
[Verse 2]
I had a choice to consider
I am no break the bank ****
Spoilin' my mom and my sister
I got a job, I ain't quit, bro
Little boys askin', "Where the raps at?"
Still get paid more than rap acts
Stayed in my lane with some profit to gain, you insane
If you think these plays feed fams
I'm out in the burg with the niggies
Those still puffin' on ciggies
God gon' show me me a way out of this hell
And the Devil gon' show me some titties
You got the fame and got comfy
I got no fame, but I still got more money
I looked at your plate and got hungry
We eatin' the same, but your gravy disgusting
I'd rather bury my cock in your sister
Than ever do songs with you ****
I'll never rap like a carbon black killer
My and my fam are those ****
You want me over-rapping, ****, fuck you
You buy your new girlfriend some flowers
Don't stress me 'bout tryin' to perform, bitch, go home
And go tend to your studies for hours
[Verse 3]
That little girl that you claim that your played cuddled me
And we laughin' about you
You wanna prove to your boys that you hard, but you all close your eyes
In the shower
I have my demons on payroll
They finna do what I say so
I give my life for my family ties
To never have vices, and they grow
[Verse 4]
Don't let me cut my wrist though
Rollin' in folders, big up, my wins go up
Throwin' it up, I sin though
Rollin' with bros and these guns, my wins go
Ho bitch, we go up on this side
Catch him and follow that green light
Don't read no Bible on this side
Lord don't go rollin' on this side
Don't let me cut my wrist though
Rollin' in folders, big up, my wins go up
Throwin' it up, I sin though
Rollin' with bros and these guns, my wins go
Ho bitch, we go up on this side
Catch him and follow that green light
Don't read no Bible on this side
Lord don't go rollin' on this side
Written by: Katlego Motlauthi, Katlego Thema, Thabiso Moya
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