[Intro] Yeah... Uh... Pour it up... [Chorus] Bottom of the cup, seein' clearer now City never sleeps, but the sun is going down Got that weight on my chest, gotta wear the crown Pour another one, let it wash away the frown Bottom of the cup, seein' clearer now All my dogs on the block, they ain't hearin' sound 'Til that bass hits hard and the ground shakes loose Talkin' 'bout the struggle, talkin' 'bout the noose [Verse 1] Candy paint drippin' like a tear on a cheek Swangin' through the [hood], playin' somethin' old and weak A sample of a song my grandmom used to sing Now it's twisted in a drum break, watch the speakers swing Hustle in my blood, learned to count before I read Every dollar got a story, every scar a different lead From the porch to the corner, then the corner to the curb Had to grind for every piece, every single word They don't see the late nights when the AC broke Just the flashy shit, the jewelry and the smoke But the smoke is just a cover for the pain that's underneath Another brother lost another, another set of teeth Gritted, bearin' through it, gotta make it for the team This ain't just a dream, girl, this here is a steam Train comin' through, better get on or get gone While I'm sittin' on this curb, sippin' 'til the dawn [Chorus] Bottom of the cup, seein' clearer now City never sleeps, but the sun is going down Got that weight on my chest, gotta wear the crown Pour another one, let it wash away the frown Bottom of the cup, seein' clearer now All my dogs on the block, they ain't hearin' sound 'Til that bass hits hard and the ground shakes loose Talkin' 'bout the struggle, talkin' 'bout the noose [Verse 2] Slow motion through the potholes, suspension barely holds Everything I own is in the back, story to be told If this coupe could talk, man, the tales it would confess Backseats full of dreams, under pressure, nonetheless See the liquor store flicker, gotta make another run Not for trouble, just for paper, gotta see the sun From a different angle, from a balcony, a view Where the only thing that's waitin' ain't a sentence that's due Used to pray for rain just to wash away the heat Now I pray for change that's more permanent than concrete This concrete is a jungle, and the lions on the prowl You can hear it in the 808, the deep and heavy growl It's the sound of gettin' by when gettin' up's a crime It's the rhythm of the South, one sip at a time So I'm leanin' on the horn, yeah, I'm takin' my time This road is long and dark, but the stars are mine [Bridge] Mama said "Keep your head up" Daddy said "Don't you bend" The block said "Get that bread, boy" Or it'll never end So I'm caught between the sermons and the sirens in the night Tryna find a little light in this endless city light [Chorus] Bottom of the cup, seein' clearer now City never sleeps, but the sun is going down Got that weight on my chest, gotta wear the crown Pour another one, let it wash away the frown Bottom of the cup, seein' clearer now All my dogs on the block, they ain't hearin' sound 'Til that bass hits hard and the ground shakes loose Talkin' 'bout the struggle, talkin' 'bout the noose [Outro] Yeah... clearer now... [What it is] Southside... [Yeah] Pour it up... [Grind mode] ... 'til the dawn.
