[Intro: Wais P]
(Statik Selektah)
Yeah

[Chorus: Haile Supreme & Wais P]
You never know who's really on your side
Until the crashin' of the tide (Feel my pain, n***as)
You never know who's really down for you (Uh)
'Til you're starin' down the barrel (Woo)

[Verse 1: Wais P]
Fresh out, I know y'all missin' the pimp
Put a dancer on my lap, put the ice in my drink
I copped the new 44 and a new ice pick
For these cats that think I've changed, man I'm still deranged
I've spent years handcuffed in chains
Now instead of cuffs, it's bust down bracelets and diamond chains
I'm the new Isaac Hayes
I know I told parole I'd behave, but they opened up the lions cage
I'm buyin' big whips (Why?)
'Cause we was whipped as slaves
And you ain't seen this type of drip since Prince on stage
I need a chick to hold my gun in her waist
And when the cops come, then meet me back at my mom's place
Now that’s a hot one
Prosecutors like they starvin' for P
If they lock me away, I'm a martyr to the streets
I ain't just choppin' it up, I'm carvin' through beats
If they throw away the key, I want you mobbin' through the east
[Chorus: Haile Supreme]
You never know who's really on your side
Until the crashin' of the tide
You never know who's really down for you
'Til you're starin' down the barrel

[Post-Chorus: Haile Supreme & Wais P]
You
Only in a disaster
When you'll know who... (Yeah)
You'll
Never tell at first who'll take a bullet (Fucker, n***a)

[Verse 2: Wais P]
D.A want a n***a (Who else?) Feds on a n***a (What else?)
Why they trippin'?, I ain't nothin' but a corner n***a
A grown man, but don't turn me to the former n***a
I used to be 'cause I will definitely gone a n***a (Boom)
I left and came back 'cause all these sing-songin' n***as
Prima donna n***as, I bring the trauma with it
I'm in the circle of winners, how did I get here?
Saints in the front, I'm usually with the sinners in the rear
I'm with hustlers and the gangsters, man you've been in fear
I'm a G from the cradle 'til they yellin', "Clear!"
No more Yakisoba, eatin' good, the beef is Kobe
Forever rich, lookin' at the blimp thinkin' like Tony
Montana, Panamera confiscated by the state
If I'd have known, I would have drove my shit into a lake
All on social media with diamonds, temptin' fate
Takin' chances for the dough, tryna bake a cake
[Chorus: Haile Supreme]
You never know who's really on your side
Until the crashin' of the tide
You never know who's really down for you
'Til you're starin' down the barrel