Lyrics:
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don't fence me in
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
'm a little stressed, whoa
Smoke in my chest
Niggas bugs 'cause they just pests
I be chillin' with my dawgs
Barking out like Kanye West, whoa
Yeah, I
Sittin' over here by myself feeling lonely
Snakes in the grass, now I gotta get to mowing
I be in the sky , I be high like I'm Boeing
Root Beer I
skin how many continents I've visit then
you could journey with me to different places by listenin.
Shittin on em. Ya brutha got it covered we can slug
'm the don
Bwoy love chat till him skin get bun
Shot inna him face men di piussy hole run
Run, run
R-r-run it
All I do is pop tags
Count 'em by the hunnid
Know
I go up
Til then I'm chillin on the west side
Searching for the best high
Quartz around my neck
Damn I guess I'm really that guy
Out here on the west
West Wind blow ye gentle
O'er the souls of yesterday
My sons proud and noble
Here within my heart they lay
Guard each garland to warriors claim
I am
West Wind blow ye gentle
O'er the souls of yesterday
My sons proud and noble
Here within my heart they lay
Guard each garland to warriors claim
I am
Now what's this I hear? I was told to beware
I'm the inspired, dissed by nigga I admired
Hell no, this can't be
Now who the fuck is this
I hear
(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this
By all means necessary
You might
seen nothin'
Ya girl is persistent, she ain't stoppin'
Man she say she want a (Hood nigga)
I keep the purp by the pound
The trap stay bunkin',
Know some goons on the West and they steady slide
Got some goons on the East and they ready to ride
Ouuuu Ouuu
Yeah, yeah, I think of you
When I was
old smokin' squares, and by thirteen smokin' water
By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter
Rockin' them black Stacy Adams and that fresh
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
me
Cos we are not alone
I'm a ghetto boy, all my niggas
This is hip-hop, all my niggas
East cost West coast, my nigga
Nigga nigga my nigga
I'm a ghetto
It's the middle of the day and I'm slidin' on the west
It's the middle of the day
Hey
AeJaxx
It's the middle of the day and I'm slidin' on the west
West
Making my way until I finally strike gold
Pushing myself
Until I find my way back home
I’ve been Figuring out that there’s a
Longing in my soul
I'm from the west side and you know
You ain't from this side and it shows
I'm from the west side and you know
You ain't from side and it shows
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time, what can I say?[00:45.40]Highway driving[00:47.14]Stars aligning[00:48.84]Everywhere we've been[00:52.76]West coast summer[00:54.64]I just
the family and to keep a peace of mind
My grandpa, daddy, uncles and my cousins, so damn many that I got them by the dozen
40 hour week plus some little OT, we
(ouais)
Devant le mic j'ai la rage d'un pit'
On va venir te pêcher jusque là où t'habite (là bas)
J'ai l'impression qu'on est plusieurs comme Kanye West
up
Take the tint off the coupe, keep it fishbowl
In the summertime, my rings keep my fist cold
I got East Coast bitches, I got West Coast
Treat
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