Hate The Other Side

Pain whoa
Mello made it right
I got pain in my heart I told you a hundred times
Yeah
I got pain in my heart I told you a hundred times
But its money money money money money on my mind
Put a beam on the glizzy dont get caught between the lines
Last n***a we got busy on got hit between the eyes
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood put it in the sky
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
Hate the other side hate the other side
Boujee off the ecstasy I might act woo uh
I lost gang members I cant act cool uh
I got gang scriptures in my tattoos
I was runnin from the police in my trap shoes
Posted tryna flip a hundred I couldnt buy food
Come from nothin but I blossomed to a tycoon
Betrayal scars cant stop thinkin bout them stab wounds
We might not catch him today but he gon die soon
Im from Chicago she said she like my accent
Im from Chicago where Glocks what we react with
Stand him tall make him tumble when that MAC spit
B***h Im a gangster I just took off from some rap s** t
Off from some rap s**t
I got pain in my heart I told you a hundred times
But its money money money money money on my mind
Put a beam on the glizzy dont get caught between the lines
Last n***a we got busy on got hit between the eyes
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood put it in the sky
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
Hate the other side
Yeah
Hate the other side
Hate the other side
Side
Hate the other side
Could give a f* *k about a b***h got too much money on my mind
S**t I heard they was lookin for me Im not hard to find
Everybody that Im with got nothin to lose b***h they gon ride
Saw my uncle in the grave that brought tears to my eyes
But I aint gon lie
Ive done been through this s**t too many times
My hearts still tryna recover from pain all my life
Ive really been through hell and back a couple hundred times
Couple hundred times read between the lines
Im still tryin Im still tryin to get by
Get by
I still got memories that lay deep inside
Repent up on my mind
Its f**king up my life
I got pain in my heart I told you a hundred times
But its money money money money money on my mind
Put a beam on the glizzy dont get caught between the lines
Last n***a we got busy on got hit between the eyes
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood put it in the sky
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side
Hate the other side hate the other side