The Pullman Collective - SIDELINE

I ain't a killer don't encourage me
My momma calling said you worry me
I been on a money mission for the currency
Saying fuck a nine to five, got my homies by my side
Now I only do the things that I like
Yeah, Balling with the team you on the Sideline
Ain't no other homies I would die by
Someone check the clock I think it's my time
I promise you ain't ever seen this in your lifetime
Oh, yeah
Balling with the team you on the Sideline
Ain't no other homies I would die by
Someone check the clock I think it's my time
I promise you ain't ever seen this in your lifetime

You out your damn mind
Been through hell and back this year so don't you dare try
And show me disrespect, I'm swinging for the fence
Ain't tryna let the fans down like the New York Mets said
I been around the block a few times, fed up with defacing lies
High up with the birds but never sing like a canary, I
Never ride no waves, you still catch me by the beach
You don't know where I stay back and forth from west to east
I be looking for the peace, ain't no piece on me
Only thing I care about my wallet and my weed
I want the simple things in life, pity, pity, pity
That's all that they give me, done with all the achin' wishin'
In my sights hit with precision, I just wanna know
What you gonna do when the set go wrong
Ball like pat when I throw go long
Know shit good when you hear my song
I'm for my dawgs like humane society
If you wanna speak with me, you need to speak with me privately
Really ain't no denying me
Why you tip toe around the facts, so bullshit
I was all in, you only threw a couple chips
Fuck out my face, why you looking out of place
Circle small I'm with my dawgs
You can get up out my way

I ain't a killer don't encourage me
My momma calling said you worry me
I been on a money mission for the currency
Saying fuck a nine to five, got my homies by my side
Now I only do the things that I like
Yeah, Balling with the team you on the Sideline
Ain't no other homies I would die by
Someone check the clock I think it's my time
I promise you ain't ever seen this in your lifetime
Oh, yeah
Balling with the team you on the Sideline
Ain't no other homies I would die by
Someone check the clock I think it's my time
I promise you ain't ever seen this in your lifetime

Step inside the boundaries and its action,
Let the whole, bleachers full, this the main attraction
We don't give reactions, we a team who'll never ever back down
Understood, we taking the win, stuffing stats now
Put us up on primetime if we going live, uh
I'm out of my damn mind cuz this live or die, uh
Digging like some cleats, every time its a three peat
Proceed with caution, injury is not an option
Sleeping on the turf, let em know that this my section
Chasing me while I be gaining yards up on perfection
Been itching for a shot, they keep bitching to a thot
Only worried about me and mine
Every time I take the field, all time
You worried about, managing the white light
On your camera from the sidelines, recording all my highlights
Touchdown, rushing for the diamonds Ima bezel in this bust down
They gon' need to show up find a way to stop me somehow
Scout me, that shit only gonna lead to dumbfound
Sun down, I don't ever sleep because a slumber hold me up now
Said I fell in love now, in love now
Hustle till i dust out to gun sounds pushing

I ain't a killer don't encourage me
My momma calling said you worry me
I been on a money mission for the currency
Saying fuck a nine to five, got my homies by my side
Now I only do the things that I like
Yeah, Balling with the team you on the Sideline
Ain't no other homies I would die by
Someone check the clock I think it's my time
I promise you ain't ever seen this in your lifetime
Oh, yeah
Balling with the team you on the Sideline
Ain't no other homies I would die by
Someone check the clock I think it's my time
I promise you ain't ever seen this in your lifetime

Written by:
Samuel Coulon, Vasili Varlamos, Zach Settle

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