Southeast Boy
Lyrics
Just follow me
Just follow me
Just follow me
Just follow me
I'm a Southeast born, West side living
Ya'll really should get right with it
Everybody all West side reppin
Everybody all "West Side" like whoa
All my brothers know what I know
Took a break from all of these shows
Lately I been stacking up dough
I ain't stopping, watch as I go
I'm tired of saying, I'm tired of playing
Everybody all sound the same
Everybody all sound lame
Shit
I'm popping though, they popping not
Rocking shows, they probably not
Everybody claim they hot
All praise to the most high
Head high to the most high
So don't try
And most lie
And claim that they go by
Killers, hitters, gold diggers, they pull triggers
Not I, homie go figure
I grow bigger, ol' boy so bitter
Ninety nine problems like the old Jigga
Nine Five like the old me
Nine to five like they own me
High five to the homies and the OGs
Everybody love to talk like they know me
They talk but don't say something
Everybody all stay fronting
All ya'll just fake stunting
I'm back bitch, I been coming
All my life I been alone, been a mess
Been at home, been depressed
Fuck you talking about, I ain't stopping now
Mama finally proud
I've been wilding out, plotting dropping out
Fuck a fucking clout
I been the man, your bitch a fan
Everybody act like they understand
What I been through, what I been do
Aiming at their head with a red dot like a Hindu
They can talk and they can front, but I don't give a fuck what they into
Mama say that I am great
Mind of state on namaste
I will say what I will say
Honestly, no stopping me
Bitch drop it, ain't no pit stopping
For no dick hopping, ol' bitch gawking
Your chick flocking, I'm still plotting
On you bumbaclot boy
And I'm still on top boy
La Familia on boy
They all feel me now boy
Yeah, back home, back home
I'm a West side kid, Southeast boy
All ya'll just wife these hoes
I don't even excite these hoes
I don't give a fuck about these hoes
Come through and murk these hoes
Come through, skrrt these hoes
Come through and work these shows
Everybody know how this go
Just follow me
Just follow me
Just follow me
Just follow me
I'm a Southeast born, West side living
Ya'll really should get right with it
Everybody all West side reppin
Everybody all "West Side" like whoa
All my brothers know what I know
Took a break from all of these shows
Lately I been stacking up dough
I ain't stopping, watch as I go
I'm tired of saying, I'm tired of playing
Everybody all sound the same
Everybody all sound lame
Shit
I'm popping though, they popping not
Rocking shows, they probably not
Everybody claim they hot
All praise to the most high
Head high to the most high
So don't try
And most lie
And claim that they go by
Killers, hitters, gold diggers, they pull triggers
Not I, homie go figure
I grow bigger, ol' boy so bitter
Ninety nine problems like the old Jigga
Nine Five like the old me
Nine to five like they own me
High five to the homies and the OGs
Everybody love to talk like they know me
They talk but don't say something
Everybody all stay fronting
All ya'll just fake stunting
I'm back bitch, I been coming
All my life I been alone, been a mess
Been at home, been depressed
Fuck you talking about, I ain't stopping now
Mama finally proud
I've been wilding out, plotting dropping out
Fuck a fucking clout
I been the man, your bitch a fan
Everybody act like they understand
What I been through, what I been do
Aiming at their head with a red dot like a Hindu
They can talk and they can front, but I don't give a fuck what they into
Mama say that I am great
Mind of state on namaste
I will say what I will say
Honestly, no stopping me
Bitch drop it, ain't no pit stopping
For no dick hopping, ol' bitch gawking
Your chick flocking, I'm still plotting
On you bumbaclot boy
And I'm still on top boy
La Familia on boy
They all feel me now boy
Yeah, back home, back home
I'm a West side kid, Southeast boy
All ya'll just wife these hoes
I don't even excite these hoes
I don't give a fuck about these hoes
Come through and murk these hoes
Come through, skrrt these hoes
Come through and work these shows
Everybody know how this go
Writer(s): Regi Leviandra
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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