Zio zane - Otherside lyrics

[Intro] Yeah heart of lost angels Zane got it [verse1] Uh '95 what a f**in light year Born to be a king I be f**in right there With the crown at the top And my haters at the bottom Momma wonder why I got em hating on me like I'm Harry Potter Man im motherf**ing swag on the police blotter All they really talkin' 'bout is the rappers slaughter Cause I got this motherf**ers back in the grave And im on my grind cause I got the blood of a slave Zane : I believe in a dream I left in my pillow When I was four money and the fame tell me what you came for Some n***as like to judge my middle finger Oh yeah it's smaller than your nose pinochio n***a I wonder if they understand my picture in the frame Just callin' your b**h like uncle Sam Same sh** everynight and I don't give a f** Talkin Donald duck cuz b**h I be gon I be... [hook]*2 On the otherside chillin with my n***as Talkin''bout them haters stuck in traffic jams forever We be f**in doin whatever we like whenever Other n***as hating cause we made it to the otherside [verse2] Uh yeah i'm back to my own topic They probly hating on me cause they all damn septic The training days the warm up i'm on the way too A dollar and a dream you can tell em what we 'bout to do Black days all we tryna do is overshine grind time Big money is all I got on my mind The gra** is greener on the otherside I do it for my city what a hell of a suicide My brother died momma cried sh** Life goes on 'time flies like a bu*terfly you better fly before the 21' They hating on a young n***a flowing b**h i'm blowing the street 911 gotta stick to the script Duckworth got me back I feel like 2Pac back They be sayin Makaveli boy just the way I act You better mind your step real n***as need respect And when I'm gone n***a b**h you gone call me speck [hook]*2 On the otherside chillin with my n***as Talkin''bout them haters stuck in traffic jams forever We be f**in doin whatever we like whenever Other n***as hating cause we made it to the otherside [verse3] Only 1.7 and being taught to be an angel in hell Where the p**y is sale and n***as buy well n***as crib is jail this the life I smell Welcome back home my n***a felt well Rapping for my town I wonder if they miss me City after city all them hoes wanna kiss me The whole team hustle we broke billionaires Majestic League the kings of bel air It feels good to have these haters talk about me I'm the sh** and my swag is a perfume homie The dope boyz hustle 2 dope boyz fly What the you talkin bout when we k**in to survive uh And if you try me imma let the gunplay Homeless imma let the gun walk let it talk n***a man that sound loud (bang bang) n***a [hook]*2 On the otherside chillin with my n***as Talkin''bout them haters stuck in traffic jams forever We be f**in doin whatever we like whenever Other n***as hating cause we made it to the otherside