Lyrics:
and I'm Magnus go against your beliefs
Say that you never had another place to be free
So you came to the west side we playin' the beat
And we morphin' our
'Cause I've left that girl so many times before, oh
By the time I make Albuquerque, she'll be working
And she'll probably stop at lunch
Just to give
(Capital STEEZ, Rest in peace)
They say signs of the end is near
And I quote, we came like them niggas in boats
Still think it's a joke? Your third
own chest
Trust is tough to be earned
Living in the wild west
Whoever's by your side whether you're
In fight or flight in the end
Your only friend is
know I'll provide
Low ride with west,
never coincide with the genocide
Scream it till we get it right
Lord give me a sign
Lord give me a sign
Now
turned 33 and the weight of the world has been growin unbearable bringing you all the way down to your knees?
Success is a mindset
You got plenty of time
hoe[01:33.40]Made her take that trip out to Cali just to get the bows[01:36.43]I've been goin' crazy, spendin' thousands on some clothes[01:38.71]Bout to stop though,
the trench To the gutter
I might turn up
No telling what I put up
I made a deal with the cutters
No I ain't play by the rules
But I paid my dues
And made off
On the road pull up at the rest stop
From the east but bro made a west chop
Quarter back make plays like Prescott
He made one hundred k off a desktop
I could do
exceptionally
I be tithing out here by myself, spending them Godly checks
I represent West Baltimore, R.I.P. ScootaUpNext (UpNext!)
Negus say Im dickriding, whole
a tent
At the crib Eating chicken philly sandwich no wentz
Might’ve mixed it up you knew what I meant
All the bitches out west love my accent
Might stop
Inclining
I faced 50,000 for a nigga, ever seen a diamond
Niggas block, burnt out, should call that bitch Epstein Island
I'm a west side nigga, turning jacks
to the G code
The whole west in beast mode
Posted like a stop sign
Blue racks in eye sight
Ex bitch in hindsight
My life is primetime
All up in the lime
MOVE. And we moved!
We flashed past the mysterious white signs in the night somewhere in New Jersey that say SOUTH (with an arrow) and WEST (with
round inna hood
For myself I had to fend (I had to fend for myself)
I was throwing up gang signs
Even when I stayed by the fvm (I'm still throwing it up)
All rap for everybody, West Cola
Open up my 3rd eye, let my spirit speak
Time to re-unite the family
Military Mind, searchin for thug heaven
Bullys
Fuck that cake by the pound
Shit wigs get snatched to the ground
Get smart
See the pack of the hounds
That's real
Tell a air sign how you feel
Scrape
[C-Bo]
First off we the mutha fuckin' Thug Lords
Now for all you niggas bangin', that mutha fuckin' West Coast like nigga?
You know what I'm
the pimpin' fa real though.)
Get yo scrilla on.
(I need my money right now bitch.)
West coastin'
Pacific Ocean
Niggas in Oakland
Cut close
to the mother land in the west my beautiful home
Out goes my thumb to the wizzing cars passing by fear bred normality seekers wont stop for a free mind
Checkin
stop)
You make me want a test drive
(Just put the roof back and let your panties drop)
Down, down, touch the ground now
I'll follow all your signs
Yo God, do the knowledge, God, it's like this
This world is ruled and controlled by societies
That exist within societies, that exist within
Yo God, do the knowledge, God, it's like this
This world is ruled and controlled by societies
That exist within societies, that exist within
But it wasn't my time, I'm in my SUV dipping
(Dipping) Stop sign, stop light
Never miss a right
I left thirty minutes ago
It's no but I'm alright
I
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