D-Shot - The Otherside

Jodie, Jodie, Jodie, that's my nigga from the otherside
Pill poppin', pistol totin', for the thrill of homicide
Never had a nine to five, catch him in his momma ride
Easy money come from bussin' licks, you call it burglarize
No remorse, been stealing lunchables since elementary size
No recourse, his coping mechanism is to cross the line
Dare a nigga cross the line, punch him in his fucking eye
Faded off the Henny, we got plenty, please don't blow my high
Swerving, taking shot's like Kyrie Irving, we on a wave and that's for certain
License been revoked, due to prior DUI's, no surprise, narcoleptic, fell asleep at light
Constant dreaming from the demons interceding Jodie's night
And the heathens filled with semen that's deceiving Jodie's plight
King of dodging, no more options but to lead a dirty life
Filled with thieving, pussy beating, and no fear to take a life
Don't die, yeah nigga stay alive
Don't die, pussy nigga stay alive
Don't die, yeah nigga stay alive
Don't die, or meet my nigga from the otherside
Don't die, yeah nigga stay alive
Don't die, pussy nigga stay alive
Don't die, yeah nigga stay alive
Don't die, or meet my nigga from the otherside
The reaper calling, the creeper stalking, the deacon talking
I'm deep in thought and I do it often, I'm steady lost in
The dirty versions of life's perversions where sin is certain
Don't close the curtain, I'm always working, but death is lurking
The streets is dirty, my heat is flirty, you acting thirsty
I'm in my thirties, so please don't bore me with pity parties
Time waits for no man, life's a fucking slow dance, ain't got no time for romance
Don't die, yeah nigga stay alive
Don't die, pussy nigga stay alive
Don't die, yeah nigga stay alive
Don't die, or meet my nigga from the otherside

Written by:
Daniel Suarez

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