Milo Case - Southside (Intro)

Came a long way from 8-0
Now I go to anywhere that I say go
Used to dish it to my mama with the rates low
Now I sow it and plant em just by the caseload
Got it out the mud, I’m talking all of it
I could give my starter kit, triple BB on some Baller shit
My nigga play on Ballers so you know I gotta ball on em
Velvet jacket with the loafers they gon think I’m Sean Carter son
I been on my grind more than two ways
Wrist whipping, cooking up this music watch it rise like a soufflé
Making my staple young black king living
Tryna upgrade the kitchen like the Browns wanted new say
Keep a close circle, like Erkel boy they lips loose
I’m not gang, but know niggas who bang and they shoot
Through southeast to the 80, let em air it out the coup
Shit I’m one step further from the answer, I’m the proof
I’m the truth nigga. Ain’t told one lie
How you ballin, if you only playing one side
Never fallin, to the sky I keep one eye
So when I’m at the top, I look around it’s just one guy
Molded my craft while staying lit, I’m a fungi
But on a weekly basis, put the panels to the sun side
My drive like Hyundai, better yet Hun-day
If these niggas not my equal, why would I do what my sons say
Vacated on a Sunday to sun lay with bae
She ‘fraid to go in the water but been splashing all day
They tryna ration my pay
So I’ll build my on shit and throw the money in they face
Came a long way from 8-0
Now I go to anywhere that I say go
Used to dish it to my mama with the rates low
Now I sow it and plant em just by the caseload
Came a long way from the 8-0
Now I’m up in DC getting peso
Used to have a lil crush on this bad ting
Now I’m touching on her body like I’m MAACO
I know they love me on North side oh
I know they love me on the East Side oh
I know they love me on West Side oh
Oh but I’m coming from the south side oh
I know they love me on North side oh
I know they love me on the East Side oh
I know they love me on West Side oh
Oh but I’m coming from the south side oh
Fuck with shawty the long way
So I flew her to my crib from LA to partake in parlay, that’s real shit
Life escalated like real quick
Was staying in my momma crib and I was still lit
VA taught me see 12, turn the jets on
And ever since, I been flying like George Jetson
Building up a name they can’t question
And when I see my laurels best believe I’m never rest-on
Flying through them bullets, with my vest on
Nigga I’m the shit, but never second, stay sipping that Sauv Blanc, stay drippin in champion, my chest do got the S on
So when the people see me they know that I am a weapon
If you wanna be the guy, you got earn it first
She know that I’m that guy so she takin all my morning burst
Then I lay the kitty in a morning hurst
Then look her in the eye and tell her my love is more than hers
All that chirping, these niggas sound like some morning birds
I let they daughters splurge then make them pay the Uber surge
Call it balance, I been hiding my talents
Back from Brixton on the late night, record like Jim Fallon
Came a long way from 8-0
Now I go to anywhere that I say go
Used to dish it to my mama with the rates low
Now I sow it and plant em just by the caseload

Written by:
Miles Braxton

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