EAST SIDE. ft. Koolar M Lyrics

Yeah, this the shit that we cooking on the east side

Couple snakes in the grass with the hiss sound

Tryna make it out the hood, it's gon' take time

They want war, I'mma kill 'em with a peace sign

Niggas turning into pussy with a feline

They be busy selling faces, tryna make up

Early mornings waking up to the gun sounds

This the shit that be cooking on the east side

This the shit that we cooking on the east side

Couple snakes in the grass with the hiss sound

Tryna make it out the hood, it's gon' take time

They want war, I'mma kill them with a peace sign

Niggas turning into pussy with a feline

They be busy selling faces, tryna make up

This the shit that we cooking on the east side

On the east side

On the east side

In a city full of lights, boy never change

Yeah, I'm straight from the farm

When you real, trust me it's hard to forget who you are

From the east, I don't trip when things goes south

This is more like sunset, the next day we wake up and try

Likati lilele etiko ekhaya, nami la ngitele tami

My homies problems got a nigga numb

Though they say never mind, I do mind

Every time when they share their stories

Man the pain I inherited

Their struggle is my struggle, in fact I'm indebted

When it rains we used to play in the puddle

Like Mra, I stand on business

Never give a damn about critics

Ain't coming home this Christmas

But I already sent thirty to my pops

I know it's affecting our bond

But I'm tryna get you one, get you out of the slums

Every time when I feel like kicking a bucket

I can feel my daughter's voice all in my head

Daddy you wildin'

So proud of all you did, daddy you solid

Hol' on, Lemme take you to the east side

Feeling like I'm Hov, cause a nigga running this town

Most of my homies ain't got no jobs, they just hustle out

Chillin' at the corner store, smoking, tryna get high

My nigga get your hustle on, nobody here to feed you

I need my pockets fat as fuck nigga, I'm talking Lizzo

Gotta get my weight up like I'm tryna push a kilo

Tryna get the shit that I deserve like I'm Smino

One day I'ma pull up in the hood with a limo

Sleepless nights nigga, there's no money on your pillow

On the side, we ain't got no one to call a hero

You gotta ride your horse, be your hero like it's Zorro

Yeah

Ah

Cause this the shit that be cooking on the east side

On the east side

On the east side