Ajungi, Kelly Fraser, Kirby - The Other Side Lyrics

I’m just trying to live,
I’m just trying to make it work,
Even though I don’t know what this all will mean,
I just wanna shine,
And I’m gonna take my time,
Just wanna live my life on the other side

Fuck it
Since I was 8, I been told I need to man up
Constant disappointment, I feel like I can't stand up
Tryin’ a see the bigger picture but my screen won't pan up
Problem number one, I can't keep my phone shut
Growing up too fast, don't have time to open doors up
Did some self reflecting and I can't be seen out with a slut
I'm just tryna get cut
Muscle hustle you know what
I'm way past grabbing butts
No I do not wanna fuck
I'm just feeling ultra stuck
Like my charm ran outta luck
You look like a super cuck
Watch me fuck the game up,
You doing nothing huh,
You aint doing nothing bruh,
Scrounge up some loose change, Looking for a couple bucks
For a cappuccino and a reason to leave
Catch me posted up under the old oak tree
Writing rhymes about the crazy visions that I see
I’m all alone in my thoughts, I can finally be free

I’m just trying to live,
I’m just trying to make it work,
Even though I don’t know what this all will mean,
All will mean,
I just wanna shine,
And I’m gonna take my time,
Just wanna live my life on the other side

I’m seeing through the gray,
Light on the other side,
Positive attitudes do make a big difference,
Like a new hole in the wall,
Back over at my place
All the hours in my place,
That I spent holed up,
Wondering why I should stay,
But you know, I found it,
It’s the answer, it’s the raps in my brain
I do this every day
So what you gonna say
One quake make the ground shake
Pump the brakes, For you really know the stakes?
Of numbing yourself,
To the point where it all feels fake?
All you know is logic,
Ain't no room left for hate
Or happiness, or sadness,
Or time for family I don't waste my energy
Over beefing enemies
But I waste a little time, sipping on that Hennessy
Seeing you through my telepathy I got people I don't know
Claiming that they friends with me
Please do not be texting me
Because I'm like a bifocal mix of dope vocals and antisocial
The so broke, young Kirb living like I'm so dope
My thoughts make me feel loco, boy really you don't know
That my own mom said she miss when I was 8 though
Wasn't a problem then,
But I got a fucking boatload
Of stories that make your head go
Oh no, he's back though
But I'm bouncing again like yoyo