Bright Campa - Interlude lyrics

[Bright Campa - Interlude lyrics]

Raised from the east side
Keep that in your mind
You know that I ain't no mime
I'm the leader, so don't waste my time
Haters can get off me
Take you back to your lemon shine
Sour as hell, bitch you blind as hell

I'm a savage, claim the name since 20-10
Middle school time
Ride around Brownsville's side
Took over the school
All I did was broke the rules
School ain't cool, I ain't like these fools
I'll take you to the roof
Throw you out then laugh in my booth
Raised from the east side
Keep that in your mind
You know that I ain't no mime
I'm the leader of the crimes
Haters can get off me
Take you back to your lemon shine
Sour as hell, bitch you blind as hell

Back in the studio, looking at these videos
Young Maine, a savage
Bouncing back from the east side
I was in a gang, we played all the games

Got the golden cross, forever a God now
Once the Devil, Goat, to a God, wow
Savage Maine, lil nigga making bitches cream
Stunting with my wife, bad as fuck
We cuffed during the night call

Raised from the east side
Keep that in your mind
You know that I ain't no mime
I'm the leader, so don't waste my time
Haters can get off me
Take you back to your lemon shine
Sour as hell, bitch you blind as hell

Played them all right
That's how we got the ice
Cold as hell, compare to the fire, got damn
We lit as fuck, counting these bucks
Gang-gang, broke niggas to rich kids
Grown ass men, till humble old men
Humble old men, to grateful worshipers
Now we're chilling on our ow
Split apart over some childish mode
Lone nigga getting money
Just look how my music mainstreams
Raised from the east side
Keep that in your mind
You know that I ain't no mime
I'm the leader of the crimes
Haters can get off me
Take you back to your lemon shine
Sour as hell, bitch you blind as hell

Got the golden cross, forever a God now
Once the Devil, Goat, to a God, wow
Savage maine, lil nigga getting money
Stunting with my wife, bad as fuck
We cuffed during the night call

Word to my hood, rap is full of clowns
None of these fools, will earn the crown
Word to myself, I don't need no help
Music is the best I'm at
You gotta respect that
Hustle and grinding for dear pain
Different song I claim
I always keep it real, you know I never steal
Copyright owned to the man of the game
I don't have any shame
All of them tried to throw me off, got dang

Raised from the east side
Keep that in your mind
You know that I ain't no mime
I'm the leader of the crimes
Haters can get off me
Take you back to your lemon shine
Sour as hell, bitch you blind as hell
Got the golden cross, forever a God now
Once the Devil, Goat, to a God, wow
Savage Maine, Lil nigga getting money
Stunting with my wife, bad as fuck
We cuffed during the night call

Raised from the east side
Keep that in your mind
You know that I ain't no mime
I'm the leader of the crimes
Haters can get off me
Take you back to your lemon shine
Sour as hell, bitch you blind as hell

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