Northside

Northside, northside, southside, southside

Northside, northside, southside, southside

I remember days

I was in the grave

Like the walking dead

You better say

When you in a daze

They messing with your head

The devil plays but this ain't a game

Ain't checkers, this is chess

Man it's levels to them devils

I'ma wrestle til I'm blessed

Jacob, oh what you whipping, them riches

Oh go get your cake up

So what you get it, man go give it

Poor in Spirit, wake up

Oh so you finished, no you weary

Oh don't fear it, say something

I been the realist day one

And to them fakers, get at me folk

Yeah, to them haters, get at me Joe

Yeah yeah, to them neighbors, get at me folk

Yeah, to them shakers, get at me Joe

Yeah, to them fakers, get at me folk

Yeah

Yeah

Northside, northside

Yeah

Southside, southside

Yeah

Northside, northside

Yeah

Southside, southside

If it don't involve us, you can keep that distance

If it's tension, you can call us

I don't do division, Mathematician, I am taller

Little petty boots steady stumping with the small ones

Like you got a cauldron, a witch

The wiz

I wish the wicked repent

Them brooms ain't tombs, that's empty

It's lent, it's lit, it's fixed

This fight like a mike night

I'm all ears til it bite

Call it night night

Nine millimeter, forty-five, forty-five

Thirty round five-five-six with the green

Nine millimeter, forty-five, forty-five

Thirty round five-five-six with the green

Born in the three-one-four

With all them criminals

The only thing that we know

They come for neck, come for throat

The one with the bundles, it's under, it's something

Something broke

Don't wonder if punches with thunder is coming

Grab a coat

Dealing my Daddy ghost

Haunted by that bottle

Yeah it tried to be my God, the goat

Million little miracles

I'm rich or poor depending on

If I love my Maker more than made

The fate is vengeance, come quick

Come and kiss the Son and get free

Jesus died for my sins

Took my crime, took my place, ah

So no punishment in hell I have to face, ah

Eternity is real, everybody gotta date, ah

You can't run from it

Everybody gon' meet they maker, ah

My eternal light on bling

Death, where you sting?

Jesus Christ is Lord

My eternal King

If it's basketball, He gon' have every ring

All glory be to God, what the manger sing

I was broke, busted, my life was so disgusting

God came through, now I'm sauced up like mustard

On a hot dog, from a puppet to a big dog

Not a money hog, I'm a giver

Giving blessings, y'all

Cup runneth over, no more looking over shoulder

I don't believe in luck

Throw away that four leaf clover

Cup runneth over, no more looking over shoulder

I don't believe in luck

Throw away that four leaf clover