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Two Sides Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Synt
Length: 2:18
Written by: lateaf sterling




Lil Synt - Two Sides Lyrics




I can't be hanging round niggas that don't got no money it f*ck up my mood
Yeah
I can't be hanging round niggas that don't got no money if f*ck up my mood
Ayy
Hahaha
Ayy ayy ayy
Ayy ayy ayy
I can't be hanging round niggas that don't got no money it f*ck up my mood
I'm only surrounded by winners cuz most of these niggas be hating and pray that you lose
I'm keeping my distance from people who claiming they living but can't even pay all they dues

They breaking the rules
These niggas is fools
I stay wit a tool
My clip keep it full

I come from a city that don't show no love
They care bout the buzz
I don't give a f*ck cuz my best friend the plug
When that money calling you know that I rush
I'm balling like Giannis I stay wit the bucks
If she wanna f*ck me I don't need her number
Foreign lil chick from a whole nother country
Bitches be picking and choosing for money
When I was down none of you didn't want me

Ima real nigga and no I ain't basic
Running this track had to cop me Asics
Ran through that pack get the bag on a daily
Thought I would lose but a nigga not failing
I gotta hustle I just had a baby
Ima lil nigga but I ain't a baby
I pray to Allah and I tell'em to save me

I got niggas who be playing that gunplay
All of my bitches be ripping the runway
Haters gone hate but don't care what they gone say
I can't be sleeping I got get this check every morning
Work for myself I cant picture me working for no one
Can't wait till the team pulling up in them foreigns
Made it out for the fam so they don't worry bout nothing

Ima youngin I'm counting my blessings
You cant finesse a finesser
If you try me I blow 9/11
Now you know that I keep me a weapon
When I walk through better watch where you stepping
I come through and I'm dripping this fashion
Icy young nigga my diamonds be dancing
Bitches like ooohh you so handsome

Smoking gelato
Pull up in a Tahoe
I'm looking like money
I might f*ck ya momma
She seen the dollas
Now she wanna holla
She call me ya father
But I didn't want her
If she old enough then I might f*ck the daughter
I can't get enough of the mula

I been feeling like a boss in this suit tie
Had to change it up on some new vibes
You was clueless when you heard it was two sides
But I ain't gone do too much cuz this the first time
That you ever heard Lil Synt really really go wild

Hahahahahaha

I don't even know what to say
Bitchhh
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I can't be hanging round niggas that don't got no money it f*ck up my mood
Yeah
I can't be hanging round niggas that don't got no money if f*ck up my mood
Ayy
Hahaha
Ayy ayy ayy
Ayy ayy ayy
I can't be hanging round niggas that don't got no money it f*ck up my mood
I'm only surrounded by winners cuz most of these niggas be hating and pray that you lose
I'm keeping my distance from people who claiming they living but can't even pay all they dues

They breaking the rules
These niggas is fools
I stay wit a tool
My clip keep it full

I come from a city that don't show no love
They care bout the buzz
I don't give a f*ck cuz my best friend the plug
When that money calling you know that I rush
I'm balling like Giannis I stay wit the bucks
If she wanna f*ck me I don't need her number
Foreign lil chick from a whole nother country
Bitches be picking and choosing for money
When I was down none of you didn't want me

Ima real nigga and no I ain't basic
Running this track had to cop me Asics
Ran through that pack get the bag on a daily
Thought I would lose but a nigga not failing
I gotta hustle I just had a baby
Ima lil nigga but I ain't a baby
I pray to Allah and I tell'em to save me

I got niggas who be playing that gunplay
All of my bitches be ripping the runway
Haters gone hate but don't care what they gone say
I can't be sleeping I got get this check every morning
Work for myself I cant picture me working for no one
Can't wait till the team pulling up in them foreigns
Made it out for the fam so they don't worry bout nothing

Ima youngin I'm counting my blessings
You cant finesse a finesser
If you try me I blow 9/11
Now you know that I keep me a weapon
When I walk through better watch where you stepping
I come through and I'm dripping this fashion
Icy young nigga my diamonds be dancing
Bitches like ooohh you so handsome

Smoking gelato
Pull up in a Tahoe
I'm looking like money
I might f*ck ya momma
She seen the dollas
Now she wanna holla
She call me ya father
But I didn't want her
If she old enough then I might f*ck the daughter
I can't get enough of the mula

I been feeling like a boss in this suit tie
Had to change it up on some new vibes
You was clueless when you heard it was two sides
But I ain't gone do too much cuz this the first time
That you ever heard Lil Synt really really go wild

Hahahahahaha

I don't even know what to say
Bitchhh
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Writer: lateaf sterling
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