Moonside

[Verse 1]
Bitches suck my dick
Like a go go squeeze
Pull up to the gig
Check the logo screen
They be talkin shit
But I don’t hear no pleas
Hanging in the back of the cafe
My mind race
Tryna make sense of this wild place
Got high rates
In my fucking bank
Gold statues got me feeling dazed
Bitch I own a super car
Don't even have my liscense
Gold on my ear
They wanna snatch it, Mike Tyson
90 on the freeway
Give a fuck about a siren
Bitch I’m higher than my city’s corona stats
Open the bag
Loaded up the bowl then I’m blowing gas
No going back
Tokyo drift in the whip
I mean I’m blowing gas
Tokyo drift in thе whip
I mean I’m blowing gas

[Chorus x2]
Loud pack got me tripping out
Like moonsidе
Top back cruising in a lambo
That’s the new ride

[Verse 2]
Take a step outside
Clocks melting ticking running out of time
Pictures in my head with no will to rhyme
Motivation low but slowly coming back I shine
Nobody notice me
Gold teeth just to get by
I cannot focus on the goals I set
Jumping the line
I can’t afford to pay attention
Broke with no dime
Cut the lights like the department store
Sitting back on the apartment floor
Constantly asking myself what am I in this for
Is it money or fame or the chain swinging around me
Rolling up in a whip
Who do I have to please
Shatter the tokens snap back to reality

[Chorus x6]
Loud pack got me tripping out
Like moonside
Top back cruising in a lambo
That’s the new ride