[Verse 1]
Let's take it back to 1999
Back when that creepy ass nigga was hitting momma's line
Tryna get a taste of what he could've had
Even sent threats to my dad
Highland Park, the city where them niggas like to light them sparks
Drive by's leaving tire marks
I was just a little peewee tini-tiny Langston
In that ghetto apartment momma was diaper changing
My poppa would like to take us out on family trips in his truck
But who the fuck keep busting the windows out of his whip?
Got my poppa holding tightly onto his grip, gotta protect, yep
My momma heard a knock on the door, gave her a fright
'Cause she knew that it might
Be that niggas that was calling us or picking a fight with my pops
Nigga was crazy, wanted to make momma his lady
Damn
[Chorus]
This is real life
The story of a family on the M-Side
Sometimes it's like it feel just like a riptide
But you just gotta surf until you get right
Yeah, yeah, get your shit right
These niggas in the street ain't playing
But don't let that ruin your perspective
Every hood got curses and blessings
'Cause every hood got love in it (Yeah, it do)
And every hood got guns in it (Go and tell 'em)
And every hood got fun in it (That's right)
And every hood got drugs in it
You know we got love, guns, drugs, fun
Yup, the good with the bad
You know we got love, guns, drugs, fun
Yup, the good with the bad
We take 'em both
[Verse 2]
M-Side, you know the life
City lights, mixing drink with the Sprite
But depending where you at at night, just have a knife
'Cause it's all fun and game til a nigga want your chain
(Ayy, run them pockets, nigga)
Some things never change
But it's all good, we can fix it day by day
I thank God every day I wake
Every day I pray that I make it to the next one
My brother was a Peewee when he seen a nigga get popped
When this violence gon' stop?
I said it once before guns are violent but bring 'em with you
It ain't a contradiction
I'm talkin' 'bout for protection, you get the bigger picture
Real nigga shit I'm talkin'
I pray one day there's peace between the niggas B and C walking
We need love, we need that, I speak that
Better yet, go get you a Backwood, nigga, roll it up and breathe that
[Chorus]
This is real life
The story of a family on the M-Side
Sometimes it's like it feel just like a riptide
But you just gotta surf until you get right
Yeah, yeah, get your shit right
These niggas in the street ain't playing
But don't let that ruin your perspective
Every hood got curses and blessings
'Cause every hood got love in it (Yeah, it do)
And every hood got guns in it (Go and tell 'em)
And every hood got fun in it (That's right)
And every hood got drugs in it
You know we got love, guns, drugs, fun
Yup, the good with the bad
You know we got love, guns, drugs, fun
Yup, the good with the bad
We take 'em both
[Outro]
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, nigga
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, nigga
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, nigga
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, nigga
Go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em, go and tell 'em
M-Side
Highland Park was written by Langston Bristol.