[Chorus: T-Pablow]
Looking farther toward the factory than the tall buildings (South Side)
Freshly unloaded Kicks Kids bragging about it
Up in the morning, noon and night, Deal without sleep
The kitchen where I washed the money
Neighbor who used to be a drug dealer
I'm struggling to get out of there
Dreaming in the bayside, dreaming in the bayside
So dreaming

[Verse 1: T-Pablow]
We're from the Bay Side, the sunset rusting in the sea breeze
A friend who's got more hands than mouths My livelihood is mainly еxtortion
Cruising out of the port town Cutting cigars and blazing
Poppin' on a cruiser, but still not drunk
My grandparents ownеd a hair salon and barber shop in my hometown
I'm a stickler for the Flow, down to the last millimeter
I'm just living my life the way I want to
I gave up soccer a long time ago, but when I became a Rapper
I got called up
I was invited to throw out the first pitch at Frontale's opening game
I missed the first pitch. I wanted to kick the second one
That's a joke, but I'm the only one who can miss
I've got this beautiful little girl
I'm in front of the microphone, I'm holding her in my arms
I'm sinking and I'm flying again and again
This is how I make my money... for the kid's milk
[Chorus: T-Pablow]
Looking farther toward the factory than the tall buildings (South Side)
Freshly unloaded kicks Kids bragging about it
Up in the morning, noon and night, Deal without sleep
The kitchen where I washed the money
Neighbor who used to be a drug dealer
I'm struggling to get out of there
Dreaming in the bayside, dreaming in the bayside
So dreaming

[Verse 2: Tiji Jojo]
In a dream that gets deeper and deeper
I'll never forget the sight that I saw so clearly
Ten thousand people screaming and cheering
I was woken up by the cheers, and I went to work
It's the same thing over and over again
I get ready... in a hurry
Bus stop crowded again today, earphones tangled
If you're feeling depressed, sweat it out
I'm heading to the studio, still in my work clothes
I'm out of this shitty day, so enjoy it
If you want to talk about the past, we don't have to
It's the best of times and the best of life
Even the little ones are dreaming of the Bay Side
We're all equal in our dreams, right?
Don't let no one stand in your way
That kid on the street with the pointy eyes
That little kid's dreaming today
[Chorus: T-Pablow]
From the tall buildings that line the street I'm looking farther toward the factory (South Side)
Kicks that are freshly unloaded Kids who boast about it
Up in the morning, noon and night, Deal without sleep
The kitchen where I washed the money
Neighbor who used to be a drug dealer
I'm struggling to get out of there
Dreaming in the bayside, dreaming in the bayside
So dreaming

[Verse 3: Benjazzy]
I'm on the Bay Side with my back to the pier
I'm flying with my friends in the sky
Surrounded by a strange fate
How many years have passed since my empty, light school bag
Now I'm carrying it on my back I'm singing to Hood
No one would be surprised if I did Flex now
On the contrary, I can't run away from my dreams
When I was recording in LA
I heard the news of my grandma's passing
Even on the day of the funeral, we're still performing as if it's normal
Ironically, if you stop, you'll get caught up
That's why I continue to make amends and pray
The chain that connects us to this town
If the wind blows through the hood, sometimes it takes away even life
Fading yellow tape
A field of flowers in the corner that bloomed and fell
Today I'll make my dream come true and become someone else's dream again
Someday I'll bury my bones in a landfill and bloom
Float to the harbor and disappear
That girl's thoughts and dreams will be passed down
[Chorus: T-Pablow]
Looking farther toward the factory than the tall buildings (South Side)
Kicks that are freshly unloaded Kids who boast about it
Up in the morning, noon and night, Deal without sleep
The kitchen where I washed the money
Neighbor who used to be a drug dealer
I'm struggling to get out of there
Dreaming in the bayside, dreaming in the bayside
So dreaming