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feat. Kyprios
Garnet
I love it on the southside,
I love hanging with the rebels,
listen- i'm ordinarily a very nice guy,
but when i'm rollin' with My friends is when I tend to let go,
Bad habits, I try not to fret though,
Nails bit down to the quick it shows my stress yo,
My uncle told me I was showing my demons,
That was 10 years ago and the last time I seen him,
I know, I grow, with the trials and tribulations,
Still doesn't make it any easier to face them,
Grew up in a broken home like everyone my age, man
My parents aren't perfect, but I'm not trying to change them
In fact, I love the way they handle complications
Either stack them in the basement or face them, sayin'
So let me stay up on the SouthSide for a minute,
get twisted, wake up, then straight back, to livin'
SouthSide.
Chorus
Kyprios
I love it on the South side, my mind is on the good life,
feeling free from the hard times, and Iâm never going back,
âCause I love it on the South side, well everything is alright,
man we gettinâ so high that weâre never coming down.
Everybody's judging, fuck it, only thing that sickens me,
Iâm judging how theyâre judging making me a hypocrite ya see,
bits of me are mixed with easy going vibes and simple things,
the rest I must confess is just a complicated mystery,
Hereâs the thing, inner demons digginâ in deep are limiting me,
In a sense Iâm innocently feeling a guilty villain in me,
Trying to save a few Gâs, settle the score
strumming my pain with my middle finger, singing my life and itâs killing me, breathe!
Counting sheep, canât sleep, how am I supposed to be living the dream?
Feeling defeated, needed to flee the scene to reach abilities peak,
willing to meet my demons, understand emâ, face emâ, embrace emâ
and say good bye, change my stride, kill emâ and leave, still on my feet,
given that these, hills are steep Iâm finished with pills, sticking with weed,
building on instilling my will to reach the sky,
The ceilingâs been breached,
Dealing with heat of a million degrees, no sweat, dripping with beads,
Spine chills down mine the South Sideâs giving relief.
Chorus
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Abi Dunford
I grew up there so donât talk about my city,
from the hood to the âburbs we all stay busy,
from the bottom to the top weâve got it on lock,
from the hood to the âburbs we all stay busy.
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