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Southside Mez, was he outside? Was he really, really, really outside? Yes Was he with your bitch Beatin' down the block with the Alpines? Yes (Ooh) Niggas hatin' on him, niggas waitin' on him Ain't it 'bout time? (Yes) Bitch (Woo, woo, woo, woo) God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me (Woo, woo, woo, woo) (Woo, woo, woo, woo) God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me (Woo, woo, woo, woo) I'ma father a lot of y'all niggas style The next few years gon' be mad Maury A verse gon' be like one hundred twenty thou' Don't hit my line if you ain't in the territory Yeah, I'm Worthdale, yeah, I'm Chastain I'm in Garner, I'm the cookout in Vanstory I was just a knotty head lil' boy I done come back with a man's story Now all these publishers keep on calling a nigga Said, "You need my help to give you a song" Everybody want a taste Letras de cancionesTen years later, Mez done invented it all Now y'all know I got a visual mind Me and Tarantino playin' tennis tomorrow Can't stop 'til all my niggas' wrist freeze up That's a chemical bond I like skateboarding and Japanese manga Some people did not understand But being a nigga that's fronting for pictures and bitches was not in my plans I said, "My name Morris," she said, "Like Morris Brown?" I said, "Yeah, like the bands" The way I come back with the bands You niggas do not have a chance Southside Mez (Yeah), was he outside? Was he really, really, really outside? Yes Was he with your bitch Beatin' down the block with the Alpines? Yes (Ooh) Niggas hatin' on him, niggas waitin' on him Ain't it 'bout time? (Yes) Bitch (Woo, woo, woo, woo) God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me (Woo, woo, woo, woo) (Woo, woo, woo, woo) God done goddamn Ooh, ooh, oh man, I was like, "Ooh, ooh" Whole lotta pistols, whole lotta danger Won't shit else to do, man Whole lotta niggas, whole lotta chambers They was like the Wu, man I like skateboarding and Japanese manga But my nigga like to shoot, man (Brrt, Bret) My nigga call me from the county again I miss it often 'cause the number is strange Went ahead and saved it under his name The people make the playlist but don't know the pain I mean, that won't go away with the money and fame, I mean I mean, not with the baddest bitches who wanna wait on me Not with the good ass sushi with the edamame (Damn) Bruh, bruh, bruh? Never understood why niggas would hate on me Maybe 'cause I'm back and forth on the plane, I mean Got it out of the mud but don't got a stain on me (Yeah) Bruh, bruh, bruh? Southside Mez, was he outside? Was he really, really, really outside? Yes Was he with your bitch Beatin' down the block with the Alpines? Yes (Ooh) Niggas hatin' on him, niggas waitin' on him Ain't it 'bout time? (Yes) Bitch (Woo, woo, woo, woo) God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me (Woo, woo, woo, woo) (Woo, woo, woo, woo) God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me (Woo, woo, woo, woo) Let me goddamn, let me goddamn Let me goddamn, let me goddamn Let me goddamn, let me goddamn chill Let me goddamn, let me goddamn chill Let me goddamn chill, let me goddamn chill Let me goddamn Let me goddamn chill, let me goddamn chill Let me goddamn Let me goddamn chill, chill, chill From Letras Mania