[Intro]
(Say bro, he’s got it)
Oowee
[?] splash me
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
We gonna do this one for the Southside for real though, oowee, on Sauce

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
Homicide, genocide, switching sides
What happen to the days where them young n***as we’re still civilized
Where you could box your enemies from school before or after nine
Nowadays you punch a n***a, he [?] shoot yo' ass nine times
Family cryin', mama cryin', daddy cryin'
A stray bullet went through the grass and killed they [?] line
What a time to be alive, ain't it
But some many kids got guns instead of fighting, they [?]lief yo first law and paid it
It’s funny how a bone can turn a man to dog ain't it
Funny how some bread can make a Queen from a frog ain’t it
Funny how some times can make a snitch from a boss baby
This game will have loss baby, no navigation across baby
Whatcha know about living without no ceiling in yo house baby
Forty-percent gone’ rain leaking on yo couch baby
Every time it’s cold, oven heating up the house baby
AC unit been broke, it ain’t no fixing up this house baby
I borrowed hope (Borrowed hope), used to lay and sleep in bags at the store [?] hope ([?] hope)
Now I’m in Miami bowing boats
Seven thousand for my [?], peach cobbler, foreign smokes
How I did I clean in these streets without a bar of soap
I hope you got the joke (Oowee)
[Verse 2: Junebug]
(Yeah, look)
(Ghetto, [?])
Know I’m [?], n***a I’m so Houston fasho, I keep a rocket (Baow)
Bad bitch, squeezing the drip, I’m about to knock ha’
She know ain’t nothing of mine, makin‘ a move unless a profit (Yessir)
Southside of Houston, Texas (Texas), black white [?] ([?])
Young n***a grindin’, bought a necklace (Ghetto)
[?] homies got mad, wanna test him, he felt bad he ain’t want to do it, ah man, he had to stretch him (Ahh man)
We got all kinds drugs on the market (Market), youngin itchin’ for a target (Ba)
Tryna scoot up like they Lou and they gonna park him
All this pain got me making bad choices (Choices), I was raised with a heartless (Heartless), do all they dirty work in the darkness (Ghetto)
Watch where you steppin’ round here (Here), you ain’t family, you ain’t gang, watch what you reppin’ around here (Who are you?)
People ran in the spot, somebody telling around here (Wow)
Know fasho I copped a nine, I got eleven outta here
Gotta stretch around here
I’m trying to make the ghetto great, got to fix a better plate and elevate (Fasho)
I’m trying to make a new plan a better way, I’m tryna step into whole better day
Say we grinding and getting money, we ain’t worried about what a hater gotta say (Ghetto)

[Verse 3: Yung Ruler]
You know we used to pray for better days, like God take the pain away (Pain away)
Ghetto Gospel, at the table with Mobsters
Yeah, I'm a top shotta (Shotta), full fledge with the choppa (Boom)
If I miss, you know Bug, he gonna spot em (Ghetto)
And I swear I really prayed for this shit (I did), like Lucci man, a n***a really made for this shit (Made for this shit)
On that block, man I swear I used to slave for that shit
Have to grind for every dollar, a n***a never gave me shit (Never gave me shit, n***a)
(Yeah), You see this, grew up in a broken home, momma she left us all alone (All alone)
What a call home, I used to use the pay phone (Damn)
Seen so much shit make a n***a fold and they wonder why my heart cold, I lost my n***a it turnt my heart froze
[Outro: Sauce Walka]
(Owwee, splash)
This shit history n***a (Splash)
Some of you [?] ain’t never seen this before
They said we don’t fuck with each other in the city mane
Southside (We started Screw)
(They said the n***as in the H, don’t hold each other down, man)
South Park, South West, 3rd Ward, 2019 like they did it in '95, '99 (That [?], We ain’t trying to hear none of that shit no more, that shit dead)
No what I’m sayin, this what the city need, what these people gotta see
(Get this money, n***a)
(Spill me)
(What's up, [?])
(Get this money, n***a)
We gotta keep the apples by the tree
(Ya spill me)
You know what I'm saying
We gotta put 4s back on the foreigns (What's up Mo City? [?]) (Oowee)
We got to make these sleep ass motherfuckas stop snorin’, know what I’m saying
We all know how what what the world really knowing (H-Town)
Y’all know [?], we the reason y’all touring n***a (Texas)
Ya hear me, Sauce Gotti n***a (No outsiders)
Switch the Benz to the Maserati to the Maybach, put the 4s on there with the Bentley, all that n***a, the Ghetto, to the South West, the Yung Ruler, Jurrasic, to the whole South East of Houston, Y’all n***as bout [?]
(Sheezy, PJ, Tray Tray, Lou, [?], [?], PJ, Mario, know what I’m saying, [?])
Southside (Fades out)