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South Side Sunday School

Understand

Hip-Hop/Rap

Understand was released on October 31, 2019 by G.R.I.N.D. Team Entertainment as a part of the album South Side Sunday School

Song Details

AlbumSouth Side Sunday School

Release DateOctober 31, 2019

LabelG.R.I.N.D. Team Entertainment

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM73

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Frederick Logan Kenner

Frederick Logan Kenner

Songwriter

Darrion Stevenson

Darrion Stevenson

Songwriter

Lyrics

Ha ha, you're sneaky

All ten toes on they neck, how I stand

Won't desert my boys, but I'll put you in the sand

Watchin' all my ends, need my extras to expand

Death before dishonor, loyalty, go hand in hand

Ain't no duckin', yeah, I tuck it, stack abundance, I get active

Lane control, know my role, know the coast, I'm the captain,

Pursue dollar, then go catch it

Split the section and hold captive, mean what I said

We the proof, there's no cappin

What's the status,

Lose your comfort, Watch your lingo,

Who you talkin' in All caps with,

These sides solid, and they rugged ,Preparation with they action,

They run roads, Do no fold, won't disclose With them actions

In that mode, He a ghost

If I said it, then it happened

I dip in, I dip out, then I get out the way

Midnight times, hear them sounds, yeah, we get out the way

Plan of action for transaction, ****, get out the way

Ludacris, how I move, bitch, get out the way

All ten toes on they neck, how I stand

Won't desert my boys, but I put you in the sand

Watchin' all my hands, need my actions to expand

Death before Dishonor, loyalty, go hand and hand

All ten toes on they neck, how I stand

Won't desert my boys, but I put you in the sand

Watchin' all my hands, need my actions to expand

Death before the sign of loyalty, go hand and hand

Wop,

It's been 30 days since sober

I got Motorola's buzzin', it was me and Mi Primero

But that young **** a Hunter right

Was a raw receiver, but now that **** a punter

We done lost too many **** just to walk away with nothin', right

Phone on me right now, player, what's the damn deal

Real skill, I done downplayed how much it gotta drill

But it doable, I clear coat the cuticle

And muffin cap back blue

I send a order through to ink you up and call it tattoo

Back to the money, not my only motivation

I can't innovate from nothin', I don't care who has to take it

You gon' run, you gon' wait

I won't hesitate to spray it all, no, uh

I just can't let a fuck **** play me

I gon' die about it, they fuck boys

They not about it We up toys ,

And mob bout it, On God hoe

Wop, wop, wop

All ten toes on they neck, how I stand

Won't desert my boys, but I put you in the sand

Watchin' all my hands, need my actions to expand

Death before Dishonor, loyalty, go hand in hand

All ten toes on they neck, how I stand

Won't desert my boys, but I put you in the sand

Watchin' all my hands, need my actions to expand

Death before the sign of loyalty, go hand in hand

Okay God, Im going to ask that my blessings to be on

Giles getting home safe, You getting home safe,

And me getting home safe

Or whatever spiritual force is out there my ****

Everybody get home safe, goddamn

Early Bird Sway, dawn and night start to mix

With my rounds like a target, that your girl like to miss

You would try to come and spark it, your machine on the fritz

**** started tastin' medicine, he stuck with his stick

Shawty Eve out of Adam, wanna be my side again

Used to put the green in bottles, I'm not sippin' Heineken

I've been watchin' who I eat with, they might feed me lies again

Back when Jay was pain relievers rollin' off the side effects

**** run they lips and run from me

Yeah, I feel your camp's pain, you should run with me

Please don't show your hesitation, check your running speed

I hit like five or six or seven, quite a run from me, It's underneath,

You ain't that, you ain't vital

You ain't really ride with idols, you ain't come and slide on rivals

You ain't crew, you ain't gang, you ain't tribal

Heard you lied on your mans, on the Bible, They will find you

Whole crew, all savage, How they manage, all primal, yeah

Written by: Darrion Stevenson, Frederick Logan Kenner

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