Oncue - Side Effects lyrics
[Oncue - Side Effects lyrics]
Damn I almost quit
Insecure as fuck but I’m the shit
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Won't be here forever take a flick (ooh)
It ain't that hard to tell
With all these hit's bitch
Yeah, I was 15 copping cigs on West Hill
To calm the nerves I'm thinking
I should best chill
All the shit I seen I need them best pills
Yeah for real, if i didn't sharpen my skills
Chasin' these mills, fuck
Freewill all downhill, go all downhill yeah
Panic, manic, near Atlantic
Love prescriptions, true romantics
Rocks and trees, that's all organic
Tabs up in my turkey sandwich
I was 8 years old back then
My Big bro getting throwed back then
My Daddy smoking stones back then
My momma cryin ’lone again
On the eastside
Born and raised, bumped my head
Seen some graves, then I moved away
Still on the eastside
Lost my mind, became a man
Made some bands, damn damn damn
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects
Packed my bags
Cause, I Caught my girl cheatin’ yeah
Tryna secure the bag
Oh my momma think I'm tweakin yeah, yeah
Said I love you but im
Forreal im really leavin (ay)
Actually next weekend
Trying to make these odds even
Where they're not sleepin 6th floor walk up
Sleepin futon on the floor
Goddamn I’s caught up
Bills unpaid yeah I was poor
Damn I gotta blow now!
I can barely afford no food
I’m the one I hold down
But, I gotta change my view getting shows
No I didn’t know thinking I was rich
What a fool, drop 6 mixtapes
No one really gave a shit
'Til I said fuck em all
Walked in the stu with ammo, clips
Thought I was dead? Watch me ball
Thank god I was raised like this
On the eastside
Born and raised, Bumped my head
Seen some graves, Then I moved away
Still on the eastside
Lost my mind, Became a man
Made some bands, Damn damn damn
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects
Insecure as fuck but I’m the shit
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Won't be here forever take a flick (ooh)
It ain't that hard to tell
With all these hit's bitch
Yeah, I was 15 copping cigs on West Hill
To calm the nerves I'm thinking
I should best chill
All the shit I seen I need them best pills
Yeah for real, if i didn't sharpen my skills
Chasin' these mills, fuck
Freewill all downhill, go all downhill yeah
Panic, manic, near Atlantic
Love prescriptions, true romantics
Rocks and trees, that's all organic
Tabs up in my turkey sandwich
I was 8 years old back then
My Big bro getting throwed back then
My Daddy smoking stones back then
My momma cryin ’lone again
On the eastside
Born and raised, bumped my head
Seen some graves, then I moved away
Still on the eastside
Lost my mind, became a man
Made some bands, damn damn damn
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects
Packed my bags
Cause, I Caught my girl cheatin’ yeah
Tryna secure the bag
Oh my momma think I'm tweakin yeah, yeah
Said I love you but im
Forreal im really leavin (ay)
Actually next weekend
Trying to make these odds even
Where they're not sleepin 6th floor walk up
Sleepin futon on the floor
Goddamn I’s caught up
Bills unpaid yeah I was poor
Damn I gotta blow now!
I can barely afford no food
I’m the one I hold down
But, I gotta change my view getting shows
No I didn’t know thinking I was rich
What a fool, drop 6 mixtapes
No one really gave a shit
'Til I said fuck em all
Walked in the stu with ammo, clips
Thought I was dead? Watch me ball
Thank god I was raised like this
On the eastside
Born and raised, Bumped my head
Seen some graves, Then I moved away
Still on the eastside
Lost my mind, Became a man
Made some bands, Damn damn damn
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects
Still on it (ay) still on it (ay)
Still on it (ay)
That must be the side effects