Sideline Story ​​wifisfuneral

[Intro]
But uh, yeah, man, I mean
Basically, I'm just, tired of all this shit and what-not
I’m 'bout to give you shit from my perspective
Shit how I feel through a, the daily basis
And um, shit I wouldn't want up changing, in general
Shit that I feel people should know
I mean, I ain’t get this microphone for no reason, my nigga
You know
I'ma just explain to you some shit, whatever (I mean)
If you feel like you in the sideline then, this song's for you, basically
Ha, and shit, but uh, hear me out

[Verse 1]
Huh, fuck it
My flow is lyrically homicide, to get the case
A smile on my face as I get to the nine to five
I get this rap shit on my life
Fuck yo' favorite rapper
Give me the mic' and dim the lights
I'll explain my story, show my rise to glory
Shit, I'm still on that road
Just to let you know, I tried to blow like Hiroshima
Get it cleaner up on my screen-er
Walkin' like a mobster, eatin’ lobsters
Quite a shock to the fantasy
I show no love to reality as I gradually
Grab the Presidents from the resurrection
Came up wit’ two suggestions
It's do whatever to make the cheddar
For the worse or for the better
As I long as I don’t sell my soul
I'll try to make this cash forever
However, niggas try to break yo' fall
I mean, yeah, you got rhymes
But trust me, that ain't it at all
They try to crack yo’ jaw wit' that [?]-it shit
What is this serious lyrical business they witness?
So, they tend not to sleep
Do whatever to get you bread and make yourself eat