Gunbi - Bad Syde
Fluorescent light on those with goals I rise like come upMy flash is there to go expose them niggas who without the lessons
I'm a fader watch me saber this crowd I'm around, then I vanish on my own
Accord, like check my arms, my abs like status, I'll lift then watch me blow up
Myself had an upgrade, all star hunting with my all star roster, aye
Conman on the highway, jump for it, that's all ima say for it
Flights on my whims, watch it soar real high
Madam flavor by my side, butterflies inside
Tailor up my-caring-heart so it can fit my pride
Wanna dethrone a king, how bout you just try
Write a lyric for the day to make the time go by
All my rest will be the less because I wake up hype
No I can't give you clock no more room by my side
It's just me, myself, and I, whatever comes across my mind
Oh lawd, save me the cost, bump that, foe turned seldom boss
Pimp built like drip, got all that sauce
I just copy what I like, then I throw the rest off
Big minded Libra tinted, you can't see through my image when I watch you clearly
Big walls I don' built up with extra metal
Emotional when I'm beat down with extra pressure
Woman topics kosher, tunes wack if I don't say
Lyrical like conscious, and money bands like Dolce
Fear is new cravings like ignorance is foreplay
And hatred like penetration, damn no more virgins
I does, I do, off my cause
Stand up, walk your loss
You on my bad syde, on my BAD SYDE
All my goals are to come in with nothing less
To making millions to pass it to all the rest
You on my bad syde, on my BAD SYDE
Chyeah, chyeah, BOSS
House don' left as I left that couch
African clan with my names crossed out
Pass influence like my mouth was clout
Hush that hate that came out that mouth
Popper, not a 1 hit wonder
My aura like fa-fa scatters over
Fate coming you can't tell me I'm off track
When the crowd threw rumors and I slapped em right back
I'm all heightened now fresh clean, never mean
said I could work that crowd sometimes that's the shit I don't believe
Funny nigga I show my smile not like the rest
I wear myself and bleed enigma across my chest
But I know the shit will spill won't clean it up
Because I know they never will
They'll say you're not acting the same like the same dude that they met before
I'm not changing I just wasn't showing facets before
Called a pimp, a player, now to pimp opinions they hold
I'm the walking contradiction if you try to explore
I'm the walking opposite, if your last was a bore
Now the karma to my vision, negative can't ignore
Now the karma to my image, hope the crowd can implore
Chase the image of my future, watch me jog a bit more
Feel the head start, time to go and write a bit more
If I'm bleeding it's my ink for lyrics I can endure
I'm beyond the all exotic, the search off it, try finding effort for another
I'll just open the door
I does, I do, off my cause
Stand up, walk your loss
You on my bad syde, on my BAD SYDE
All my goals are to come in with nothing less
To making millions to pass it to all the rest
You on my bad syde, on my BAD SYDE
Written by:
Yusuf Agunbiade
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