[Verse 1: Sideshow The King]
Seriously
I haven't been working too hard
I'm not worried about a new car
But it'd be nice
Eating Uncle Ben's fried rice
'Cause my debit card declined twice
And every time we roll up they be like
"Oh look who had to show up"
I'm at an age where I don't want to grow up
Drinking 'til I throw up
C & S got it sewed up
If we fail succession then so what?
Yo, I'm 'bout to take my time with life
So I can get it right
And every time I hit a one night stand
I know I get my highs right
Spin the record, rip and wreck it
f** a record deal
Living wreck less, f** the rest
'Cause I'm the best, and still
Watching 'k** Bill', 700-Fill real
Stooping at the crib, more pennies than a Copperfield
Wasted 18 years for some knowledge
'Cause they think 'ya boi Sideshow gonna go to college
But I'm playing it safe and I'll lock it
Drop a new LP, and they'll cop it
[Pre-Hook: Sideshow The King]
Life is just so meaningless, I don't think I am needing this
I just want my friends to hear me out and then start feeling this
[Hook: Sideshow The King]
All these b**hes pray to me
All these b**hes pray to me
I want that life of luxury
Pop bottles, and cop that Louis V
Every year I darken up my clothes
And hang around at local shows
And if they want to hate on me, then so it goes
[Verse 2: Bandit k**a]
High school, it was the sh**
Literally, it was really sh**
Douchebags, pricks, and f*ggots galore
Let's not forget about all the who*es
All the sh**, I work for it
Unlike all these privileged dicks
I said out to be so different
No one on my sh**, that's how I'm having it
Everybody ran their co*ks**ers
They all just did what's popular
I said no fat hoes, I'm ducking her
Stronger than a mother f**ing upper cutter
I drove to school, never gave no rides
Sitting writing rhymes for that f**ing Cyanide
Went to weddings, and f**ed all the brides-maids
But I never had it made
f** your style, I wore what I wanted to
f** your opinion, and go f** you
f** what you think about tattoos
f** your opinion, and go f** you
[Pre-hook]
Life is just so meaningless, I don't think I am needing this
I just want my friends to hear me out and then start feeling this
[Hook]
All these b**hes pray to me
All these b**hes pray to me
I want that life of luxury
Pop bottles, and cop that Louis V
Every year I darken up my clothes
And hang around at local shows
And if they want to hate on me, then so it goes
[Bridge: Sideshow The King] x2
The better the taste of the vape has my emotions, coasting
[Outro]
And that's how you make a song
*Laughing*