[Intro: Leon Bridges]
This goes out to every Southside around the world

[Verse 1: Mez]
We did Virginia to visit my cousins when I was like just a lil' table gangster
Big cuz put me onto this new rapper, he had a song, man, I think the word was wanksta
Guess I was one 'cause I ain't never pop nothin'
I ain't never trade words with opps nothin'
I ain't never had to dodge the cops nothin'
Shot 'em nine times, I ain't been shot nothin'
Mm, I'm cool with wanksta
Back to the sixth-grade shit I was on
Had my mama old cell phone, frontin' like it's on
Me and lil' cuz like to wrestle a lot
She a girl though, so I know the chest wasn't the spot
But I play a lil' too rough when I'm hot
But she always know the shit to say that'll get me that way, so l end up imitatin' The Rock
Let a smack down on her candy a— I can't curse
End up accidentally throwin' her head first
She cryin', I'm like, "Chill, chill, chill, chill, please, chill, chill, chill"
While all the white folks kept a picture of Lassie
N***as kept a picture of Haile Selassie
And good weed, only need one hit like Cassie
My n***as so white and the feds phone tap me
They say we all thugs, they be tryna slatt, slatt me
If you wanna make a bet that you think things could be better real soon, you gon' have to Cash App me
I think
[Chorus: Leon Bridges]
Can't wait for the weekend to see the sunrise on the Southside
Kick it with my n***as, naïve minds, summer of '99
This goes out to every Southside around the world
Every Southside around the world

[Verse 2: Mez]
Mama took us shoppin' at the outlets, that's why I come back to school lookin' like the plug
Happy 'cause a bad lil' bitch in my algebra class come to school lookin' like a drug
Dipset dropped, had all the lil' n***as 'round town plottin' on lookin' like a Blood
Beat a n***a ass just to put him in the gang, man, they had self-hate lookin' like it's love
I ain't never had no hate in my bones or my body 'bout a bitch
School of hard knocks, n***a said he goin' to the trunk to go and get your scholarship
And your homeboy's soul got expelled, he ain't really duck like platypus
Least when he died, he was shinin', man, them diamonds clear like Scientologists
"Get back, get back," what the police yell on the dispatch
I don't wanna die, I just wanna Nextel chirp
I just wanna write songs, man, I wish that people knew me
I just want the girl from the mall in the camo pants to come right here, recruit me
Baby, I can use one hundred percent of that brain, percent of that brain like Lucy

[Chorus: Leon Bridges, Leon Bridges & Mez]
Can't wait for the weekend to see the sunrise on the Southside
Kick it with my n***as, naïve minds, summer of '99

[Outro: Leon Bridges]
Don't ever forget that day
Dez got jumped into the gang
White tee filled with bloodstains
Blame it on the lack of the presence of a man
T. Jones doing all that she can, can