Fences Lyrics

What's it like

On the other side of the fence

What's it like

What's it like

On the other side of the fence

What's it like

People always seem to chase what they don't have

Be careful what side you choose and what they attract

Meet Dre, you may know him but your lives ain't the same

Let's see what happens when his whole environment change

His step dad, he always locked down from a case

He can only live, where they house section 8

Daddy's never known how to domesticate

He got no resume, goals set to date, slow death awaits

His son obsessed with the good life where they don't ever scrape

He works full time with a second job and they both hella cake

Started chilling with some co-workers, tryna smoke and get some play

They was tryna get in some shit, that they know'll get 'em paid

Ever since he got promoted, he tryna live legit

But all his peers wanna pressure him to find a lick to hit

They got popped but they cases dropped

When it was time to snitch, they did

Pinned it on him, now he sitting, watching

Doing life up in the pen

What's it like

On the other side of the fence

What's it like

What's it like

On the other side of the fence

What's it like

People always seem to chase what they don't have

Be careful what side you choose and what they attract

Meet Trey, you may know him but your lives ain't the same

Let's see what happens when his whole environment change

Real dad, he always thought, just how life is great

The living that he make, came with a house by the lake

Daddy's never home, gotta go catch a plane

He got surveillance on in case he gone, but he don't check the tapes

His son obsessed with the hood life where they don't hesitate

So when's he gone, his son out all night, on a stroll extra late

Got involved with a blood set with some dope, selling weight

Feds got 'em, but he lawyered up, gang won't catch a break

Ever since he told, he's been hiding in the sticks

Didn't know who he snitched on, was hiding with the stick

With the silencer equipped, 5 or 6 hitters riding in the whip

Then he pried the window and he sliding in slow

Put the nine against his lips and blaow

What's it like

On the other side of the fence

What's it like

What's it like

On the other side of the fence

What's it like

When one side's gotta hustle for a check

That the other side's not suffering to get

When guidance is replaced with money and respect

Both sides struggle from neglect