Mixed Sides Lyrics

I say I feel, like I try too much and don't get it back

And I feel, my old potnas want go tit for tat

They want a name, well fuck it lets go head and give em that

Bro want a brain, he goin insane he tryna spin on that

Like fuck the tweeting bitch I'm maxed I'm tryna show dat boy

Nigga say he from the hood, he not if we don't know that boy

This life I live so confusing I need a talk to god, I know

But it's so much stress on me send me someone to make it all go

Gutta bitch gone eat the weed they get behind us yeah

I cut her off this hoe too childish that's a minor

Tryna talk to blayze and calm him down my nigga got some anger problems

It ain't no smoke they just don't know what they do wrong and that's the problem

And I say I feel, it ain't no one deserve my trust no more

But I still, end up pickin my heart up off the floor

It's drama time, he aint outside knock on that nigga door

Blowin up my phone, bitch leave me 'lone I had to block the hoe

They do me wrong, and whole time I was makin time for you

I'm done wit that, ion want that back I'm really tired ah you

My soulja gone, lord why it happened how it happened, like what we do wrong

If ion make it wit this rappin then just send me home

Money low, guns too, funds due

Flexin wit yo potna strap when smoke come it ain't on you

One deep neva scared I'm tryna yeah that's what you wanna do?

He got all the bread you let that pussy nigga son you

I say I feel, like I try too much and don't get it back

And I feel, my old potnas want go tit for tat

They want a name, well fuck it lets go head and give em that

Bro want a brain, he goin insane he tryna spin on that

Like fuck the tweeting bitch I'm maxed I'm tryna show dat boy

Nigga say he from the hood, he not if we don't know that boy

This life I live so confusing I needa talk to god, I know

But it's so much stress on me send me someone to make it all go

Come take my stress away, lil bitch take my breathe away

I been up fa some days, been tryna change and make a better way

All that hate the same, focus on love I bet you elevate

Tell dat hoe yo feelings she gone change on you that very day

Ain't tryna makeup after I leave this ain't no mary kay

Featherweight, bitch imma big dog these niggas featherweight

Only chase a check you know a bitch something I'll never chase

Aint realize the kick he shot that stick it almost met his face

I'm gon keep it real my loyalty run to the same niggas

Ridin illegal, but look how far we den came nigga

Just seen a ford explorer almost switched over 2 lanes nigga

Don't matter yo rod it's all about who up that thang quicker

(Gutta bitch gone eat the weed they get behind us yeah

I cut her off this hoe too childish that's a minor

Tryna talk to blayze and calm him down my nigga got some anger problems

It ain't no smoke they just don't know what they do wrong and that's the problem)

I say I feel, like I try too much and don't get it back

And I feel, my old potnas want go tit for tat

They want a name, well fuck it lets go head and give em that

Bro want a brain, he goin insane he tryna spin on that

Like fuck the tweeting bitch I'm maxed I'm tryna show dat boy

Nigga say he from the hood, he not if we don't know that boy

This life I live so confusing i needa talk to god, I know

But it's so much stress on me send me someone to make it all go