Machine Gun Kelly - Midwest Side lyrics

Coming at the midwest side! Come join the movement, man! Welcome! To a little city in the middle like malcolm, Walk anywhere i want its kells, And if they got a problem with me god help them, I go hard! See me in a regular ship In the crib, f**in around with a regular b**h, Never hollywood i still with my regular click, King of my city, still on some regular sh**! Im in this man, live this man, Ask my town they witnessed man, All my haters finished them, See my a**, they kissed it man! f** these hoes! f** these hoes! One more time like, f** these hoes! Tatted it on my arm now everybody knows b**h i'm from the double o, Where no other kid on the block runnin like me, Don't nobody shoot movies about us, Cause everything about us is pretend, So if you can stand it, you can get the f** off to the kitchen! Another young soul gon' missing, When you step into the Chorus: Midwest side! you know how we ride, You know how we ride, comin out the midwest side! Midwest side! midwest side! midwest side! Midwest side! you know how we are, b**h i'm from the, b**h i'm from the, I tell these haters, i tell um, I tell um, i tell um, i tell um! Check my sleeves,boy Sleeves, boy This is how i live, boy I dont want no one, twos or threes, boy Call me keino reeves. boy Eastside what i breath, boy You aint with it, please, boy Get, get up off your knees, boy! Release my n u t's, boy I f** with them leaves, boy Yellow, purple, green, boy, Interstate 75, bring me what i need, boy Smoke up all the trees, boy I'm a c.l.e, boy, Chi town to the d, boy! Shout out to the d boys! Wisconsin whats happenin Drove right over to minneapolis, said whatsup to indiana, f** my b**h down there in kansas Midwest side, i swear to god i'll die for this and thats my word Rollin out 271 flipping the bird! E.s.t, b**h! Chorus: Midwest side! midwest side! midwest side! Midwest side! you know how we ride, b**h i'm from the, b**h i'm from the, I tell these neighbors, i tell her, I tell her, i tell her, i tell her! You know how we ride! They tried sleepin on the front coast And these 808 woke them the f**. Lace up till you face up E. s. t for the d**h, you win, b**h! And i aint the new midwest congressman! Kells!