Sideways

Man...
Man sometime it like...
Sometime it like, sometime I wake up, right?
Sometime I wake up I will be like, I wake-up
Then I be like...
Man... fuck you even wake up for?

(Drop that shit, boy.)

It starts off with a couple of shots then a yessir
Up late night trying form a late letter
It's the songs and verses, drunk and workin'
Got a chick tryin' get me cross town
She ain't worth it

Anyway, it's fou' in the morn' to be exact
And i'm feelin' like ain't no time for kickin' back
Got bills on my mind, bills on the table
Big screen blank cuz I just lost cable
So ain't no internet or laptop either
Just the instrumental playin' through to yo' speaker
Feelin' like i don't fuck give a fuck for F.Y.-I
For gangs, man, I ain't that guy

Beefrich on the phone askin' "where the new song?" (shit)
Hell no, I'm about to leave this bullshit alone
Hollerin' about chill, we about to get a pub deal
In my mind, I'm like this shit about to get real ugly
Whoopi Goldberg lookin'
Rob a motherfucka' for the bird they cookin'
If somethin' don't change, and change I mean quick
Man, I hate when I'm feelin like this

I'm sideways
Thoughts racin' through my mind just like the cars on the highway
Yeah, I don't even understand how I be feelin' sometimes, man
I'm sideways
Times get hard ya know just like my motherfuckin' driveway

[Karissa]
And I really hate feelin' like I'm sideways

Starts off with a new idea that's innovative
Then you take it up to the label and try to play it
Then they look you dead in your face and say
"Timmy, really, do you think the world gon' get it?"
Then you walk out the meetin' like just forget it
Call up C and tell him I need three 'bows
Bout' to crank it up once mo'
Guess I'm just meant to be a drug dealin' pro

Music ain't workin', deals they ain't game
Even though they boppin' their J's to the K
So much dirt, my brain, it need to bathe
Afraid that I make it back home unscathed
But niggas like "Man, you run with TJ and BO"
It seem like the minute you stray...
But they all know the bullshit and how we go through it
Beefrich on the phone eveyday fightin' for the music

Some nights like this, when sleepin' slim to none
I feel like tellin' the world I been [?]
Hop into the 'lac, lean back and then [?]
But then I forgot my Cadillac runnin' like shit
Damn, and that's the reason that it [?]
That's the real reason I'm rappin' in the dawn
Five in the mornin' last verse to a fourth
I've had a lot to drink, but Imma' drink a lot mo'
Slizzard, I'm talkin' wino smellin'
Thinkin' about going upside somebody's melon
If somethin' don't change, and change I mean quick
Damn, I hate when I'm feelin like this

I'm sideways
Thoughts racin' through my mind just like the cars on the highway
I mean, I-I'm trippin' right now
I'm sideways
Times get hard ya know just like my motherfuckin' driveway

[Karissa]
And I really hate feelin' like I'm sideways

(Sing that shit, baby)

Sideways

Sideways

And I really hate feelin' like I'm sideways

(I'm tryin' to tell ya man, I really hate when I'm feelin' like this.)