Delasean Ft. Russell Grande - G Side Lyrics

(Bridge)
I went to them niggas’ show and it was sorta packed
Know you think they balling baby but I wouldn’t go to that
And if you tryna smoke the right, now let’s roll a quarter sack
Niggas get a hatin to ya boy like I ordered that

(Hook x2)
And that’s just what it’s like up on the G Side
We fly and they wanna see how we ride
So cold, how them niggas do them re-writes
‘Cause they tryna copy and they wanna see what we like

(Verse)
And that’s just what it’s like to be a G, hoe
Get my money and I spread it with all of my negros
Give her the justice, when I bust it I’m not a hero
Feelin the lust, give her concussion the way she deepthroat
Gorgeous and intelligent, and she love the weed smoke
Twerkin off the liquor and I’m just tryna get a mean coke
I call yo girl, snipe her house, she giving me them needs
Like he miss and cross me, he gonna wonder where his queen go
And she’d be feeling good like we winnng bingo
Love the way I spit it not to mention got the lingo
It seems sure, girls is feeling this, I got a team
And if you tryin to leave I got this lean and we can hit the scene
And the freak can have the leaking thoughts of me get in-between
Either that or she heard I was long as limousines
And I got just what you need, no need to be mad at me
After we be done, you feelin like you want a magazine, yea

(Hook x2)
And that’s just what it’s like up on the G Side
We fly and they wanna see how we ride
So cold, how them niggas do them re-writes
‘Cause they tryna copy and they wanna see what we like

(Verse)
And in my hood you better look out for them cop lights
No insurance or registration, so I’m lookin out for them cop lights
Yea that’s right but I ain’t right
Til I hit the weed and I take flight
Spend it all, spend it all
Go broke, come up in the same night
And mix juice with a little bit of gin
Mix this life with a little bit of sin
‘Cause I ain’t perfect, I stay workin
Tryna get it how I live
Everyone has an opinion, know how you should do ya shit
Til they try and walk the path I’m paving in these size 10’s
Let me in, let me in
I’m knockin at yo door so come and let me in
Before I kick it in to get them dividends
Know that the right, no limits when
You tryna survive, workin the 9 to 5
Tryna make a livin when you still alive
Hoping that they cut this cake
Or at least get a piece of the pie
Uh, all I want is my fair share
For all my efforts and hard work
But it ain’t it tell you get yo feet wet
That you recognize so it all works
Put God first and fuck the rest
Blowing strong like fuck my chest
And then fuck my straps, yea that’s how we ride
Come get a little taste of the G Side

(Hook x2)
And that’s just what it’s like up on the G Side
We fly and they wanna see how we ride
So cold, how them niggas do them re-writes
‘Cause they tryna copy and they wanna see what we like