East Side Flow

I learned it from the streets, not from textbooks [Ni/Nee: a gender-specific vocative used to address a woman directly]

I was but a speck in status, yet I fought against mountains

They call this the peak, this place where I now stand

Today they pull my legs, claiming I rose only because of them

From the bottom I worked, spilling my blood for my daily wages

Some of my own treated me worse than my enemies

Silence stood before me, but I ripped through it with force

I abandoned all the two-faced ones and befriended my failures

The swarms of biters now stare with wide, blinking eyes

They listen to my songs while simultaneously cursing my name

Why do the giants worry while calling me small?

They say we’ll lose our bread if we start answering their insults

I’ve launched an all-out attack on everyone at once

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I fought against time and circumstances all alone

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

No...

This success of mine hasn't sat well with other artists

With those who acted as friends or my old flames

I seem like a disaster to those with sick minds

They say this boy is a bad influence on other singers

This fame isn't easy, I speak only what is in my heart

The death threat involving a bullet arrives every morning

There’s no tension regarding payments or bills

I just wait to see which bullet is destined to graze my chest

Even so, I just want to keep my middle fingers up

People are asking other singers, "Who is this Moose Wala?" [Self-reference to Sidhu Moose Wala]

The times are volatile, I show my thumb to my enemies

Like a spinning top, I make the big-shot swingers dance

People abandoned me so much in pursuit of fame

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I fought against time and circumstances all alone

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I never trusted the women or the cars behind me

It was my [Yaar: close friends/brothers] who threw a noose to trap me

For others they were few, but my thousand-strong efforts were sacrificed

My name ended up in police files, and my eleven brothers went away

Some think I’m just a studio-gangster type

But I didn't post the bullet on Snapchat after it was fired

I didn't attach myself to people by showing off big names

I don't believe in hype, I’m from the old school batch

Everything I have is a gift from the Master, singing was just my trade

The one who speaks the truth never faces a downfall

I am not bad at heart, nor is my thinking foul

Fuck off, go to hell, I am not a "man of the industry"

The paths I walk upon are entirely different

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I fought against time and circumstances all alone

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales

I didn't just sit at home, didn't just sit at home spinning tall tales