Sidewalk Situations Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Will you shake my hand, seriously?
We don't shake hands, this is not friendly town.
Why don't you shake hands?
This is Philadelphia! Last year it was known as Killadelphia.
Why is there so much crime and gun violence here?
I don't even know for real, I couldn't even tell you
Cool, calm, and collected, spilled a hundred proof on my necklace
Make my way to the exit, out driving reckless sick shit
It's infectious, you're gonna learn to respect us
Fiends looking for they precious, early morning tryna press us
When you talk to me, put your chest up
I make that call, don't have me press it
Out to eat, grabbing seconds, bagging sections
You getting bread crumbs, smack your face, leave your head spun
Making bread off the bush, call it hedge fund
White shit, give you red guns, do the dance till death comes
What's next, is the question
Are you feeling well rested?
You gunna do me like the rest did?
Flippin off credit, get your money invest it
Go and get you a fresh fit, bad bitch get her legs split
Streets is my press kit, I come from a cesspit
Time to eat, get your mess kit, put it on a spoon
And I told her to test it
Raw, like the sewage and septic
You sleep, narcoleptic
Dope spot gettin hectic
Got that dough, Ima slide and collect it
Narcs out looking desperate
That's one way to express it
The charges less strict, you should expect it
Look who you elected
I grew up connected, to all the suspected
Hood under detection, youngins gettin neglected
Their grades poorly reflectin
That'll get you surely arrested
Get the attorney requested
Public defenders a death wish
Hop out, looking majestic
That's just genetics
Keep an extra arm, not an appendage
The mag is extended, I'ma need my percentage
Everything will be splendid
I played the streets, you pretended
Flippin off credit, get your money invest it
Go and get you a fresh fit, bad bitch get her legs split
Streets is my press kit, I come from a cesspit
Time to eat, get your mess kit, put it on a spoon
And I told her to test it
Raw, like the sewage and septic
You sleep, narcoleptic
Dope spot gettin hectic
Got that dough, Ima slide and collect it
And people start jumping out
My first instinct is to run
These streets is crazy out here
People shooting and killing everybody and shit
I'm not trying to die tonight, tomorrow, or any other time
Know what im saying?