[Intro]
Undefined
Where’s DaVinci?
[Hook]
They pickin’ sides, they crossin’ the line
I stick to the truth, I’m one of a kind
Gave it to God, and followed His signs
Now all of a sudden, I’m stuck in my prime
I’m wishin’ ‘em well, I threw ‘em a dime
They stuck in a shell, they drowning with time
You see the gang, we still undefined
If they comin’ at us, they better rewind
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Walkin’ around with drip on me, gotta make sure I don’t fall
I got kids that’s lookin’ up to me, gotta watch the way I talk
When they talkin’ all that fakery, I just don’t gеt involved
Got ‘em prayin’ on my downfall, but they still gon’ sing my song
Thеy doin’ the same thing, they copy and pastin’
Whole lotta hate
I see what you want, you ain’t gotta fake it
I’m feelin’ like Peyton
I’m boutta go apeshh-
What are the odds
I heard you a fraud, I need some explainin’
Look, my circle is tighter than ever
My chick, she bad, and she better
I promised her that I won’t let up
I’m in the kitchen, I’m back and I’m—
Hm, better
Maybe a lil more clever
Put my faith on display like a header
When I’m stoppin’, the answer is never
[Hook]
They pickin’ sides, they crossin’ the line
I stick to the truth, I’m one of a kind
Gave it to God, and followed His signs
Now all of a sudden, I’m stuck in my prime
I’m wishin’ ‘em well, I threw ‘em a dime
They stuck in a shell, they drowning with time
You see the gang, we still undefined
If they comin’ at us, they better rewind
[Verse 2]
I feel like Lamelo, I’m young in the league
But I’ma still put up the numbers
We just hit a milli, that’s crazy to me
God told me I gotta stay humble
I stay in Miami, 100°
We treat every day like the summer
I know Jesus died for my sins, ain't no way that Ima fumble
They sayin’ I changed, but I don’t deny it
It’s part of the plan, yeah
God gave me a hand, without Him I’m nothin’
Ain’t gotta pretend, yeah
I died to myself, but never again
I pray that my pride never get to my head
Defeated my ego, I’m movin’ ahead, yeah
Look how far we done made it
Now they copy flows and my cadence
Built this up from the pavement, ain’t no favors gave me my payment
I might need a vacation, hold up
They been tryin’ my patience
I been fighting temptations, working hard became my profession
[Hook]
They pickin’ sides, they crossin’ the line
I stick to the truth, I’m one of a kind
Gave it to God, and followed His signs
Now all of a sudden, I’m stuck in my prime
I’m wishin’ ‘em well, I threw ‘em a dime
They stuck in a shell, they drowning with time
You see the gang, we still undefined
If they comin’ at us, they better rewind
Sides was written by Wxlf.
Sides was produced by whereisdavinci.