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letra de south side dreamin - aasim

[intro]
yeah
uh, uh
uh, uh, uh

[verse 1]
whenever it’s nightfall, it’s lights off, we fightin’ for scr-ps
whatever it takes to leave the skid row, we just fightin’ for that
recitin’ our raps or on the ball court where we tighten our straps
to be the next jordan, if not that, we just dimin’ out packs
and shoppin’ with boosters, you get used to havin’ the newest thing out
but gotta careful ’cause some stick-up kids came way from down south
consider a tec, consider a vest, consider a shooter with heart
consider a nightlight for your grave if you, scared of the dark
you hеar them grave stories about ogs that camе out the slammer
front on these young boys and it’s death row when they pull out that hammer
deep in that south side, as a yg apple, my knife proud
and live by one code: not a stop light to slow my life down
so either it’s fame from the author, hollow flame from the scorcher
follow the leader ’til it leads you to the top of the new world order
and we don’t know what a audemar is, we fightin’ for water
and our lives almost decided by god, flippin’ a quarter

[chorus]
money fallin’ from the sky
i could see the sun is forty karats in my eyes
heart beatin’ like a drum, thinkin’ ’bout cars that i’m a drive
bungee jumpin’ off stars, i’m believin’ i could fly
look at me, here i come, i want it all before i die
livin’ ain’t really livin’, you stuck in a nine-to-five
nothin’ is ever given, gotta take it to survive
so i stay fiendin’
and they said i’d never make it, still i’m south side dreamin’, d-mn
[verse 2]
even the jungle n-ggas’ll tussle for some jeans and some nikes
and at times, a tussle is just a hustle to learn the meanin’ of life
sittin’ inside with a lonely attitude, just needin’ a kite
when it’s lookin’ brim and your sum is dim, you just need you some light
stock brokers jumpin’ off rooftops ’cause they lost two shares
i’m down to my last $20 and i just bought two pair
funny how times with no wings and no airports there
but to be the king, that flight mileage’ll be the cross that you bear
i’m lookin’ at car lots with exotics but can’t even afford a used
but watchin’ my friends pull out they wallets, spendin’s and grand on jet fuel
fresh off the train, drinkin’ the pain away, at the nightlife bar
as a grown man, i’m like a kid again, look, that’s my car
don’t wanna rap no more, i just wanna share my thoughts
and start ’em, it’s right around the corner, listen, you hear my porsche?
maybe it’s destiny or this vodka got me, out right leanin’
gotta succeed ’cause it’s all or nothin’, i’m just south side dreamin’, d-mn

- aasim

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