Southside - Perks Callin (Freestyle) lyrics

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Southside - Perks Callin (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] This the life of a young baller Growing up, ain't have no damn father The streets made me who I am mama Eddie B he still be on my conscience This the life of a young baller Growing up, ain't have no damn father The streets made me who I am mama Eddie B he still be on my conscience [Verse 1] I been druggin druggin druggin real heavy lately The other day I almost dozed off in the elevator She asked me why my eyes closed I say I'm meditatin All my n***as drink that lean need that medication I'm just ridin round the city with no destination I can go anywhere I want without no hesitation Ain't enough weed in ya blunt you smokin hella paper And f** a weed man boy I gotta weed lady I call her phone and say three words, what up juicy baby? She say I'm here and then I pull up get 2 half a babies I'm really talkin what I live ain't no fabrication Most of them rappers who got deals use their imaginations They ain't really in the field they just actin crazy Me I'm still in the trenches after I got the paper Since I got paper I been drippin I got lots of flavor I watch a lot of n***as slip up and run out of paper Buyin watches and sh**, when you just got the paper Try keep up with the shiners you goin run out of paper We be rockin Italian sh** on a daily basis (italian) When you be this clean look at the look on b**hes faces Hold up this a n***a b**h callin My diamonds dancing b**h they crip walkin Excuse my language I'm just sh** talkin If you ain't hang with me you can't get sh** from me Been thinkin bout my b**h lately Sorry, forgot you ain't my b**h baby I don't want no relationship But I still want ya friendship Lately, I been on some other sh** Tell her come stay the night and i don't even f** the b**h I got too f**ed up pa**ed out in front the b**h You got me f**ed up you ever think I'm goin quit We sippin out that double cup this that qualitest R.I.P to Eddie b wish I could bring you back Swear I smoke a thousand black and mildsto bring you back My n***a used to smoke them b**hes like they cigarettes My trap buddy every morning first ones on the trap We used to fuss about who get to hit the first pack Do any thing to bring ya nappy head a** back (n***a) [Outro] And I can hear the d** callin (and I can hear the d** callin) And I can hear the hood callin (and I can hear the hood callin) And I can hear my block callin Only got one shottas callin (they callin me) You know it's on me n***a (you know it's on me) Everything is on me n***a (everything is for the team n***a) Do this sh** for the team n***a (YBS sh**) I'm just tryna live the dream n***a (just tryna live the dream)

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