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SOUTHSIDE FOREVER
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Hip-Hop/Rap
SOUTHSIDE FOREVER was released on April 25, 2025 by Young Stoner Life Records as a part of the album SAINT SEASON - EP
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Release DateApril 25, 2025
LabelYoung Stoner Life Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
1300SAINT
1300SAINT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeAndre McKee
DeAndre McKee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London on da Track
London on da Track
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, look (Ayy)
(Ayy, YSL)
The biggest, the biggest ever
You see what I'm sayin'? (Woah)
I'm with Spyda right now, Spyda (We got London on da Track, ****)
Okay (SLATT, bitch, woah)
Money call, I pick up the cellphone (Woo, no cap)
Can't trust you, you know you dead wrong (Slatt), huh
Pillowtalkin', you know you dead wrong (Dead, dead)
We hit bitches and tell 'em, "Head home" (Slatt), uh (Woah)
Pull the trigger until his head gone (Blrrt, woah), oh
Oh my God, this lil' boy gettin' stepped on
And pretty vibes, bad vibes, I'm seein' less of 'em
Yeah, gas loud, pack loud bitch, I need headphones (Yee)
Stop comparin' us, we not y'all (Not y'all)
I'm too turnt, that's my fault (My fault)
Left you hurt, that's my fault (My fault)
It was too perfеct, that's my fault (My fault)
Shawty, you mine forever (Evеr)
I'm Southside forever (Yeah), uh
I'm A-Town forever (Ever)
I’m straight down forever
Yeah (Woah, woah)
I’m A-Town forever
I done stayed down, forever
On a whole 'nother level
Yeah, I'm triple cross forever (Triple, triple, woo)
Rich 'til I'm gone forever (Ever)
And tell these lil' **** to catch up (Catch up)
Bitch, it's my turn, I'm next up (Woo)
Huh, gotta pop it overly (Overly)
I can't buy that bitch a car 'cause she gon' go and total it (Total it, total)
I just hit the pussy once and after that I'm over it
Got all of this jewelry on my neck on some cold shit (Ay, ay)
Racks, woo (Yeah)
Know I’m slime bout’ my (Slatt, woo, woah, slatt)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I can get you turned to a pack (Woo)
Yeah, you say that you with it, you not really that, ooh (Ayy-ayy-ayy, slatt, woah)
Money call, I pick up the cellphone (Woo, no cap)
Can't trust you, you know you dead wrong (Slatt), huh
Pillowtalkin', you know you dead wrong (Dead, dead)
We hit bitches and tell 'em, "Head home" (Slatt), uh (Woah)
Pull the trigger until his head gone (Blrrt, woah), oh
Oh my God, this lil' boy gettin' stepped on
And pretty vibes, bad vibes, I'm seein' less of 'em
Yeah, gas loud, pack loud bitch, I need headphones (Yee)
Stop comparin' us, we not y'all (Not y'all)
I'm too turnt, that's my fault (My fault)
Left you hurt, that's my fault (My fault)
It was too perfеct, that's my fault (My fault)
Shawty, you mine forever (Evеr)
I'm Southside forever (Yeah), uh
I'm A-Town forever (Ever)
I’m straight down forever
Written by: DeAndre McKee
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