TRIPLE SIX (feat. 870glizzy)

Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside I got a couple blunts and I'm ready to spark I'm burning that ash in your face before I pull Up I'm putting my soul in a locker, blocka blocka to your face I'm cutting them up, I'm ducking the feds and the oppas I ain't trying to catch a case, I woke up in sweats, I need me some water What the fuck was I dreaming of for mane? She call me a bum, but don't know that my Name Get the fuck out first, give me some brain, orale pues I'mma go make this play Need me some feta all over my plate She said it's my bday, she gave me the cake Feel like I'm Viper, I'm gas in the tank I see no evil like my name is Kane Careful with shawty she feenin' for caine Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside North side, south side, bitch I'm good wherever Said it's beef with me when them boys Die, then it's settled Protected by God, but I'm still clutching my metal Who i used to be done died, we done buried him with shovels Nobody know me no more, I don't even know myself That part of me that you all loved Done died Buried alive, I'm rotting from the inside But I got paper, why ain't I okay? Why can't I shake these demons off of me? Trying to block out all the voices that's Leading me stray So I'm cranking up the 808s, bum said blocka blocka to your face Clips full of speaker knocker got the bass I done been up for like two days, nigga In the lab putting work in When I get rich, I'mma go buy my lil' bitch a Birkin Just to put my Glock in That's a forty thousand dollar holster Nigga move wrong choppa knock him over Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside Northside