Pickin’ Sides Lyrics – T3
Singer: T3
Title: Pickin’ Sides
On my way, giving it back you can’t relate
Frontin’ sh#t for all the clout, I don’t have ish to say
But pray today I’m good you late
Been saying trust yo soul like right away, don’t hesitate Represent it’s for the best, tired times I’m tryna get fed
Tired of my meds discuss and meditate my sins
Until I’m the same quit my job I gotta get bread, let my ‘rents split some of my cents
Mention my name don’t gimme that sh#t, still in my room I don’t even pay rent
Slow dancing I’m the man, hollup I had a plan
Ran away from home my soul got me slipping out of hand
Good grief I’m not alone, bad habits on my phone
In my zone [T] like I’m Drake [T] no new friends [T] I got my own
[T coming up with new shit] from the dome I think about it
Like different colors others need an atlas
Sometimes it’s more than simple I’m still looking for a challenge
Together fighting evil for my people stay awake tryna balance yuh
Lord bless my soul yuh, mama shoulda told ya
Pickin’ sides with us shoulda been a better soldier
Comin’ from the bottom of the dirt, now we clean
Spittin’ out my soul, can’t think of life with better dreams
Thinkin’ back to them days why they got me so afraid
Lil’ brown #ss kid stick to what he thought was safe
Call my mom in a minute bet she thought he was so gone
Matter fact in the end he’s still working on his song
Yea workin’ on my songs, yea I been working on the double
No we ain’t a f#cking couple, I’m just tryna chill and cuddle
And I hate to burst your bubble, I just need to keep it subtle
I done came a long way from tryna stay outta trouble
[Oh Lord] I drift away and now I’m back
Four up on my jersey in the field like I’m Dak
Storage of the paper yea I call that sh#t a rack
Your girl is looking at me and she said that I’m a snack
Return of the mack, return of the best
Believed in myself and I done said it with my chest
Talking all that sh#t like some birds need a nest
They said I got the juice fresh squeezed like I’m pressed
Better than the rest, I bet you never guessed
Back in high school I shoulda won best dressed
Just know that I am blessed, hair color like a zest
Smile so big I should advertise for Crest
Lord bless my soul yuh, mama shoulda told ya
Pickin’ sides with us shoulda been a better soldier
Comin’ from the bottom of the dirt, now we clean
Spittin’ out my soul, can’t think of life with better dreams
Thinkin’ back to them days why they got me so afraid
Lil’ white #ss kid stuck to what he thought was safe
Call my mom in a minute bet she thought he was so gone
Matter fact in the end he’s still working on his song
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