Sideways (2K Remix) - CyHi Da Prynce

Man everywhere I go man

These n***as be frownin' their faces here and s**t

Somethin' wrong with these n***as

Yeah

Soon as I pull up the driveway

With a bad b***h standin' 'bout 5'8

Around my waist where I stay

N***as irate 'cause I skate

Like Stevie Williams tryna reach a million

N***as showin' love when I reach the building

Sold out shows at East Pavillion

Probably with yo b***h if she's appealing

My car ain't a house why I need a ceiling

If she at the crib then he is drilling

Run up on me then the heat is spilling

Why you mad n***a you could barely feed your chillun'

If that's yo girl why she revealing

Her deeper feelings about me instillin'

This dick in her then fix dinner

Put my login but I don't hit enter

What's wrong you supposed to be the big spender

P***y n***a you should go and switch genders

You a female I get w**d mail

Got so much work I need 3 scales

Take the whip to go an get detailed

And hit Houston's I eat well

But I gotta ride with the 4-5

They don't like me and I don't know why

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me lookin'

They lookin'

Police think they cookin'

I sell it but I shouldn't

If I was rich trust me I wouldn't

I'm not a woman beater

But Keisha is who I'm pushin'

Sold a hundred pounds only one of them was tookin'

If I see them then I'm bookin' like

I got a show in Brooklyn

Buy some powder and some Kush'n

And a pistol in the glove department

With a loaded f**kin' cartridge for cowards that's woofin

If they pay me a million to be

You for a oh I oh I wouldn't

I'm just a boy in the hood who got that Cuban Goodin'

I sold it for the 5 even though they said I couldn't

They call me Mr Tax-A-block

First not 'cause I rap alot

I can see that I rap a burn way faster than

I rap a block

Plus this thing on my hip force

A n***a to have to hop

My partners like mechanics

You should see how fast they jack a car

They try to tap my phone so

I threw my celly out

And when I leave the crib mad can somebody tell me why

Lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Suckers hate so they screw-face

I'm hi-to-def no Blu Ray

I'm shy as hell no Lupe

I'm Bobby Cox I'm too brave

Ride around in my new shades

Clock two tres for my crusade

All my bullets fly with tips

Just like T I do clay

I'm on the way to the UK

N***as do say I'm the new Jay

I'm so polished low mileage

I'm a fresh man but I don't go to college

And I don't own a stylus

But I was on the violet

When I'm on the pilot

Like a DVD when I feed the streets

My songs is burnin' like Eazy-E Eazy-E

Eazy-E

Now you mad 'cause your girl wanna be with me

Be with me

And you know I'mma bang her like a Jeezy beat

I see you hatin' you don't need to speak

You can have her back I don't need the freak

Before a little n***a even get a chance

To reach his peak

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Sideways sideways sideways

Them haters lookin' at me

Lookin' they lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

Them haters lookin' at me

Lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

They lookin'

Them haters lookin' at me

Lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

They lookin'

Them haters lookin' at me

Lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

They lookin' they lookin' they lookin'

They lookin'