Music Video
Ching - Blindside (Official Music Video)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ching
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Friend
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm done with the snakes, they are so fake
Even the baddest bitches, they hate
Love me for guap, run like a op
You want the fame, I want the cake
This ain't no joke, this ain't no game
I just want bands, you're not the same
Stay with the crew, stay with the gang
What can I do, you feel my pain, ah-ah
[Verse 2]
I'm done with the snakes, they are so fake
Even the baddest bitches, they hate
Love me for guap, run like a op
You want the fame, I want the cake
This ain't no joke, this ain't no game
I just want bands, you're not the same
Stay with the crew, stay with the gang
What can I do, you feel my pain, ah-ah
[Verse 3]
I want the cash, I make it fast
I got the team, they got my back
You sendin' shot, we sprayin' back
See 'em outside, they never lack, ah
Thotties don't get no love
Money don't come like that
Just a youngin' get paid, pockets, they look so fat
[Verse 4]
I'ma just get some movin', told that shorty get two in
She fuckin' the crew, she workin' the room
Lovin' the bands when she do it
Watch for a bitch that's two-faced
Never really know till it's too late
Goof on myself, I'm self-made
You we're gettin' played like 2K
[Verse 5]
Money, money, money fallin'
Stackin' up cash and I'm all in
Swish, swish, yeah, I'm ballin'
Livin', I'm livin', you talkin'
I wanna cash out, burn till I pass out
She'll need all the guap, now she dancin' with her ass out
Make the money fast now, bro movin' packs out
See me makin' moves, now you wanna come and max out
[Verse 6]
I'm done with the snakes, they are so fake
Even the baddest bitches, they hate
Love me for guap, run like a op
You want the fame, I want the cake
This ain't no joke, this ain't no game
I just want bands, you're not the same
Stay with the crew, stay with the gang
What can I do, you feel my pain, ah-ah
[Verse 7]
I'm done with the snakes, they are so fake
Even the baddest bitches, they hate
Love me for guap, run like a op
You want the fame, I want the cake
This ain't no joke, this ain't no game
I just want bands, you're not the same
Stay with the crew, stay with the gang
What can I do, you feel my pain, ah-ah
[Verse 8]
Went broke, I ain't never goin' back
Two-face, had a brodie turn to rat
Climb up, put the city on the map
Laid back, now I'm ready to attack
I swear these bitches so fake, yeah
I just wanna stack the cake, yeah
No, you cannot relate, nah
Built my ma her own place, yeah
[Verse 9]
Man, I swear I work for this
'Member them days I would starve for this
Bad chick but she turned to a bitch
Hit a homerun, got me throwin' a pitch
If you ain't stackin', you starvin'
Promise that I go the hardest
A youngin' that's chasin' the dream
Pain in my life, I'm an artist
[Verse 10]
I'm done with the snakes, they are so fake
Even the baddest bitches, they hate
Love me for guap, run like a op
You want the fame, I want the cake
This ain't no joke, this ain't no game
I just want bands, you're not the same
Stay with the crew, stay with the gang
What can I do, you feel my pain, ah-ah
[Verse 11]
I'm done with the snakes, they are so fake
Even the baddest bitches, they hate
Love me for guap, run like a op
You want the fame, I want the cake
This ain't no joke, this ain't no game
I just want bands, you're not the same
Stay with the crew, stay with the gang
What can I do, you feel my pain, ah-ah
[Verse 12]
I'm done with the snakes, they are so fake
Even the baddest bitches, they hate
Love me for guap, run like a op
You want the fame, I want the cake
This ain't no joke, this ain't no game
I just want bands, you're not the same
Stay with the crew, stay with the gang
What can I do, you feel my pain, ah-ah
Written by: Patrick Friend
