Sideways

[Intro]
Yeah
Fuck, man, everyone’s lookin’ at me and shit. Maybe I’m paranoid. I swear everyone’s lookin’ at me, man. Everyone
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I’m sittin’ sideways, sippin’ on a bit of that fine taste
It’s the MLB with a shard, it’s got ya thinkin’ we hittin’ another ice age
I can’t keep my eyes straight, thinkin’ in a different mind state
Tsunami criminal flow, so call it a crime wave
Yeah I stick with a clique, yeah, my mates
And you won’t say shit to my face
So stick to your screen with MySpace and [?] talkin’
Come say shit to my face
But you won’t say shit to my five eights
Yeah, I used to flip them fivе eights, but I call them [?] forties
And wе damagin’ transit
This here’s the panelist anthem
And I got them [?] dancin’
Stay reppin that purp like phantom
And my flow’s the don
Yeah, diss me, go, come on
And I’ma come back with a dope response
Yeah, I got that cannabis answer

[Chorus]
Yeah, they lookin’ at me
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
They keep on lookin’ at me
Sideways
But crime pays
So why change?
Them seccies lookin’ at me
Sideways
But I say
Why pay?
Everyone’s lookin’ at me
Sideways
The mind games
That I face (Yeah)
They keep on lookin’ at me

[Verse 2]
It’s that microphone that I’m grippin’
Or that styrofoam that I’m sippin’
Standin’ sideways or I’m trippin’
Off that hydro smoke that I’m lippin’
Blow them rings, the codeine king
Eyes like I was from Ho Chi Minh
Yeah, I’m back, bitches
I sip so much I’m black piston
Yep, I’m white as hell
So tell your friend to tell your friend
To tell your friend to come to me
And I build that clientele
Got a call for a [?]
Then I walked up two streets
Hopped in a car with [?]
And I looked at them like “Who’s he?”
See? I knew they were [?]
So I made them pay like two Gs
Snapped my sim
Got back to the crib and wrote this down on loose leaf
And I gave my stash to Haytch
Gave it six months, got back in the game
Thought weed wasn’t gettin’ me nowhere
So I thought that I had to change
And I figured I was good with bars, and an ace at buildin’
Duckin’ them COPs with a [?], now I’m makin’ a killin’
So if you shardin’ in them cubicles, clubbin’ out
I got them pharmaceuticals for when you’re comin’ down

[Chorus]
Yeah, they lookin’ at me
Sideways
Sideways
Sideways
They keep on lookin’ at me
Sideways
But crime pays
So why change?
Them seccies lookin’ at me
Sideways
But I say
Why pay?
Everyone’s lookin’ at me
Sideways
The mind games
That I face
They keep on lookin’ at me