Southside shit

[Chorus]
First M, Imma split with my fucking crew
I never bragged about the shit that I was 'post to do
Yeah I love you lil bitch but hoe I'm tired of you
I just made it to the city bring the [?] through
I should've seen that shit coming that's the bitch in you
I'm in here buying what I want [?]
They call me up in Manhattan, they send the pics through
I've been up since 7 this morning I got a package due

[Verse 1]
You wonder how I changed on you shit I never cared
I never play by the rules cuz it was never fair
If you ain't going all the way then don't take it there
All you n***as out here telling that's why you got me scared
Ain't no n***a that I just met that's my right hand
On the road wood tippin ain't no weed man
I don't sell it but my n***a right here got the P's and
Hittin it from the back [?] make her knees bend
Sittin in the spot, snapping shit like it's [?] and
Before I graduated I did 10 off a [?]
[?]
The way you n***as out here dick sucking get your nails did
I don't want your pussy baby can you put your head down?
[?] making money out this shit I told my mans bout it
And I love that new money stick, know what I'm talking bout
Really gave the world to you, bitch you just had to doubt me
[Chorus]
First M, Imma split with my fucking crew
I never bragged about the shit that I was 'post to do
Yeah I love you lil bitch but hoe I'm tired of you
I just made it to the city bring the [?] through
I should've seen that shit coming that's the bitch in you
I'm in here buying what I want [?]
They call me up in Manhattan, they send the pics through
I've been up since 7 this morning I got a package due

[Verse 2]
All the love that I showed I never got it back
I can't run from no n***a I got too many straps
He was tricking off your bag tryna hit that rep
Shit she fucking up my fit plus she know my rep
Me and Dame just dropped the fighters I know damn loud
My phone ringing 972 they doing for head time
Johnny blew his wrist but he slow he can't tell time
Hot box the rental I don't care if it smell out
Smoke a lot of weed I should buy it by the bell now
I told her only hicks yesterday she wore your boy out
Heard you wrote a statement and they still ain't let boy out
I have to buy another one today people want my scale out
N***as in the way I been in punch I seen you out
N***as talk the road but they the driver on the hit now
Nah I put my trust in you I ain't expect for you to let me down
And I went and got every dollar, it wasn't handed out
And I got the sauce lil n***a I can't give you none
And there's some money over here, go and get you some
And I'm done talking 'bout that bands I won't give you one
And I never tripped off no L I just stepped it up
Southside shit