Playboy Tre - Sideways lyrics

Man... Man sometime it like... Sometime it like, sometime I wake up, right? Sometime I wake up I will be like, I wake-up Then I be like... Man... f** you even wake up for? (Drop that sh**, boy.) It starts off with a couple of shots then a yessir Up late night trying form a late letter It's the songs and verses, drunk and workin' Got a chick tryin' get me cross town She ain't worth it Anyway, it's fou' in the morn' to be exact And i'm feelin' like ain't no time for kickin' back Got bills on my mind, bills on the table Big screen blank cuz I just lost cable So ain't no internet or laptop either Just the instrumental playin' through to yo' speaker Feelin' like i don't f** give a f** for F.Y.-I For gangs, man, I ain't that guy Beefrich on the phone askin' "where the new song?" (sh**) Hell no, I'm about to leave this bullsh** alone Hollerin' about chill, we about to get a pub deal In my mind, I'm like this sh** about to get real ugly Whoopi Goldberg lookin' Rob a motherf**a' for the bird they cookin' If somethin' don't change, and change I mean quick Man, I hate when I'm feelin like this I'm sideways Thoughts racin' through my mind just like the cars on the highway Yeah, I don't even understand how I be feelin' sometimes, man I'm sideways Times get hard ya know just like my motherf**in' driveway [Karissa] And I really hate feelin' like I'm sideways Starts off with a new idea that's innovative Then you take it up to the label and try to play it Then they look you dead in your face and say "Timmy, really, do you think the world gon' get it?" Then you walk out the meetin' like just forget it Call up C and tell him I need three 'bows Bout' to crank it up once mo' Guess I'm just meant to be a drug dealin' pro Music ain't workin', deals they ain't game Even though they boppin' their J's to the K So much dirt, my brain, it need to bathe Afraid that I make it back home unscathed But n***as like "Man, you run with TJ and BO" It seem like the minute you stray... But they all know the bullsh** and how we go through it Beefrich on the phone eveyday fightin' for the music Some nights like this, when sleepin' slim to none I feel like tellin' the world I been [?] Hop into the 'lac, lean back and then [?] But then I forgot my Cadillac runnin' like sh** Damn, and that's the reason that it [?] That's the real reason I'm rappin' in the dark Five in the mornin' last verse to a fourth I've had a lot to drink, but Imma' drink a lot mo' Slizzard, I'm talkin' wino smellin' Thinkin' about going upside somebody's melon If somethin' don't change, and change I mean quick Damn, I hate when I'm feelin like this I'm sideways Thoughts racin' through my mind just like the cars on the highway I mean, I-I'm trippin' right now I'm sideways Times get hard ya know just like my motherf**in' driveway [Karissa] And I really hate feelin' like I'm sideways (Sing that sh**, baby) Sideways Sideways And I really hate feelin' like I'm sideways (I'm tryin' to tell ya man, I really hate when I'm feelin' like this.)