Jordan B. - Side Hoes & Sideshows lyrics

[verse 1] Now this right here, this is almost automatic Up every night just studying the cla**ics Yeah, but I get too distracted Cause I got a thing for blondes with fat a**es But everybody knew that I know I'm the sh**, I just still have to prove that Yelling "Who Dat" like I played for the Saints Dudes hella jealous cause I'm everything they Ain't Well this beat made me lean back Cooling by myself, tryna figure where my team at I'm tryna move, cause I'm tryna see cash Doper than Cocaine, yo you best believe that I'm watching every option, yeah you see me rocking Ain't never thinking stopping cause I got it locked in Oh boy, we having too much fun I got 99 problems but a b**h ain't one See I'm thinking too much, tripping out, now my mind's gone Always occupied cause I wanna be an icon People acting faker than the breast of Dolly Parton Pardon me as a turn up, I'm about to get started I'm on it and I called it from the beginning Never looked at competition, didn't know I was winning What's up? What it do? All of this happening, I never had a clue [Chorus] Turning up Turning up Turning up Turning up [verse 2] So I'm just pondering and honoring every second I get Appreciate everyone that's close to me for this For too damn long I guess I've been too quiet Now it's time to start a riot, maybe get a little violent So much weighing on my brain at the same time I don't know what to do, too much on my mind See I'm sitting in cla** tryna pay attention But it's kinda hard just to sit listen My mind won't stop, I don't know what to do Watching my homie ball out at Mizzou His dream came true, now he 'bout to eat Tryna put myself together, get back on my feet Now I'm cooking up something, Chef Boyardee Focus on my future, yeah that's all me Sitting at home, in the zone, all alone Too many people blowing up my phone I'm on, tell me really who's my competition? Just some fake a** dudes that are getting some attention Give a sh** if you're hype cause I'm knocking out your lights Ain't never doing what's right, but I still keep it tight Still on the Mic, teaching all these b**hes lessons k**ing the scene since 13, I was prepubescent One line at a time, still kicking these rhymes Girls still yelling out that they love me long time [Chorus]