Southside - Eastside Story lyrics

[Intro] Ay, G Herbo, this a real Eastside story right here man RIP them n***as, hah [Verse] Used to ride the front of the bus now I'm in the back of the back n***a this that Maybach, remember way back, I was trapping and strapped This was back when Lil Roc stay with Titi an I start f**ing with Cap G-Mo was in the trap, used to give me dap, before I was f**ing with rap I met Kobe on the five, we was micced down in '05 Timbos and spray painted shirts Now big bro own one of mine Wake up, money on my mind Think bout fonem all the time Back when Grams lived on the four First floor, 7405 Vito stayed on the other side Him and Hill real running wild WIth Chico and probably smoking dro 8 bucks for a pound of loud Used to leave for school, lil blac on chico nem porch all the time f** with OGs off the fire Shorties and sh** just wasn't my crowd Four of them f**ing up the wheel I ran (?), ain't f** with (?) That was grade school by the way, we been them n***as all this time Acting East can't hit it for the (?) Five to nine, (?) to (?) and (?) was on the map n***as know there ain't a b**h we ain't f**ed, taking hoes back Used to do pelly coats with his crew back Chrome buck 50, smash the new gat Leather (?) with the weed (?) Fazo had one that was blue black G Fazo, ain't need to say more Bust so hard, make you wanna shoot back (?) don't do that f** that, I ain't even wanna talk about it Miss all my n***as, why talk about 'em? All they like us n***as b**h made Lil n***a, big gun, that was Lil Gage f**ed up, lil bro was lil sis age Made 1800 on a good day Don't end up dead or broke Go jail like a (?) is what the hood say Might as well sell dope, rob, steal anything tryna stay afloat I'm on point like an arrow Aim the Glock like PeeWee, tell the opp, "hello" Got smoke like Dero, remember walking (?) Hoodied up if we got to blow Still f** the opps crazy, RIP Alamo 79th Street raised me, some of my n***as since babies No Limit crazy Remember nights off the lazy Mom's telling me to slow down, steady tryna persuade me I was deep in the streets, she calling and getting no sleep Scared for her baby I was running the east Turning into Herbo G The big humble beast, ay