On This Side Lyrics

On This Side Lyrics

[A$AP ANT:]
Uh, cash out
Go to Prada (What?), I need clothes
Go to Melrose for some— (Newm)
I'm at LA, at the Grove (Shh)
White Air Forces, I stay low
Fabiano shirt underneath the coat (Uh)
Gotta stay fresh, R.I.P. Bankroll (Fresh)
Lightskin shorty like Keyshia Cole (Lightskin)
I love that b**ch (I love that b**ch), excellent ho
Paycheck, I see dice and [?]
Codein tastes like jell-o
My girl, my hair like mellow
Neon lights, my car glow
Back to the future like Marty McFly
I pour up a deuce 'cause I gotta stay high
I drive her whip, I touch her thighs
When I pull out my dick, don't act surprised

[Brent Faiyaz (A$AP ANT):]
I don't know what it is
Is it me or how I live?
You gotta feel what it's like
To be here on this side
I don't know what it is (She said she wanna go to, uh, Jamaica)
Is it me or how I live? (I told her, close her eyes, you be anywhere you wanna be)
You gotta feel what it's like
To be here on this side (You get what I'm sayin'?)

[Cruddy Murda:]
Ayy, Cruddy
Been through some sh*t, got a hell of a story
Bought me a watch, put me more in my glory
Come to my spot, you can never record me
I'm tryna get it and better my people
Trust, she don't want more, 'cause they know I get even
I hate all the rumors, a nigga been [?]
I'm gettin' this paper, them niggas pretendin'
I need a piece of the pie, a big percentage
I took some Ls, but I'm usually winnin'
I poured a deuce of the Wok' and the Act' (Wok', Wok')
Some [?] and that's just how a nigga been sippin'
I pulled out a hundred and showed her it's me
She buy me a pen, I might get on one knee
Put Chanel on her bag and rep' on her feet
I lift up my arm, that's a quarter on me

[Brent Faiyaz (Cruddy Murda) {A$AP ANT}:]
I don't know what it is (We gon' get this sh*t. We [?])
Is it me or how I live? (Know what I'm sayin'? Brick on my wrist)
You gotta feel what it's like
To be here on this side (Long live the dead, man, free all the guys)
I don't know what it is {R.I.P. A$AP Yams, man}
Is it me or how I live? {A$AP, takin' over, man, 2000s}
You gotta feel what it's like
To be here on this side (You know he we comin')

[Brent Faiyaz {Cruddy Murda}:]
[?] on the sun (Yeah, yeah)
Maybe it's my style
Travel trials (Trials of life)
[?] or the close
But, baby, I don't know
I don't know (Yeah, yeah)

[?] on the sun (Yeah, yeah)
Maybe it's my style {Five-hundred, then a crib like Ray J}
Travel trials (Trials of life)
[?] or the close {We still spendin' them bands for OG}
But, baby, I don't know
I don't know (Yeah, yeah)

[Brent Faiyaz:]
I don't know, I don't know what it is
Is it me or how I live?
You gotta feel what it's like
To be here on this side
I don't know what it is
Is it me or how I live? (Yeah, yeah)
You gotta feel what it's like
To be here on this side

[A$AP ANT:]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Spaz, man, pour that four up, let's get high, my boy