My Side Jay5ive

[Intro]
Grahh
Sweepa Baby (Rackz)
Grahh-grahh
Free Dot, Free Naz
(Grahh-grahh, boom, nigga)
(Racks, Racks, Racks)

[Verse 1]
Know she missin' the times I was with her
She a baddie, she know I'ma hit her
I protect her, I'm that kind of nigga
Tryna take her on trips, show her bigger
And she lovin' the life that I give her
If I fucked up, let's try it again
Rather try this shit over with you
Like I don't give a fuck about bitches and friends
For the world, I be fakin' my image
But for you, I don't gotta pretend
On the media, fakin' my smile
When I'm with you, I know I can vent
I'm in LA, I'm handling business
Why you think I'm out here with these bitchеs?
I'm out tryna show labels I'm gifted
I'm out working, I've barеly been dissin'
I do not give a fuck 'bout these missions
If you think that I do, bitch you trippin'
Outside, whole lotta ammunition
If they play with you, watch how I'm flickin'
And I hope you know I don't need love
'Cause I was in jail, everyone movin' different
I don't think a bitch could love a thug
So I gotta act like something I isn't