Rio Westside - Obsolete (feat. Egvtnia)

They ain't never have to get the message
We just tryna make the diamonds right from the pressure
Spot on like a leopard
Kid from the west flow
Niggas steady gassin like petro
Never for the less though
We can get it in
Tell em bring a friend
With some kush and some gin
And watch em all turn from a saint to a sin
And the blunt come around and I face it again
The number you dialed didn't set up voicemail
A missed call
Drugs til we withdrawal
Plus when we lift off
We just get it started like muthafuckin kickoff
And the function steady feeling like Criss Cross
I done came in my cologne is the cookie
Galletas Galletas
The world overlooking
Wait
Roll it up and light it to forget about the day
Some just try to hide but its all up in they face
Neighbors think it's trouble when its really all the bass
And if you not grinding then we can not relate
Cuz I'm spazzin shit
Not average shit
The college kid still go to class and shit
Drag a spliff
Feeling loose like an acid trip
Through the Golden Gate Park steady slappin shit
All black on just like I slash my wrists
And I give em what they want when they ask for it
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to go
Got the kush already rolled
Spark it up when we get home
Bottle of gin in my hand
Diving right into the deep
I cannot sleep
This shit is so Obsolete
This shit is so Obsolete
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to go
Got the kush already rolled
Spark it up when we get home
Bottle of gin in my hand
Diving right into the deep
I cannot sleep
This shit is so Obsolete
This shit is so Obsolete
Seen it from the analog to the digital
Stacking up these residuals
Digging holes like I'm pitiful
It's like the older I get
The more I can't relate
Niggas mindset is the buccs
Just like Tampa Bay
Nigga from the west
No dreads but yeah I go dumb
Nodding to the beat upon my own drum
Show some to get some
Shogun like going to war
I can either go to school
Or Imma sleep on the floor
Either way I'm gon choose what's gon make me some more
Green backs
Have your girl wearing kneepads
If she ask
Where the tree at
Where the drink at
I kinda got the old school game like a dreamcast
Knowing when to work and to know when to relax
Cuz life is mainey
Ain't no time my nigga
You know it's not just waiting
Tell a bitch to go and throw it like she Thomas Brady
And she gon do it never contemplating
I'm amazing
And I'm tryna get off like Arsenio
At the same time I'm just tryna reach the pinnacle
Pops always said my nigga just be original
We all gon eat
Them niggas can have the dinner rolls
West
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to go
Got the kush already rolled
Spark it up when we get home
Bottle of gin in my hand
Diving right into the deep
I cannot sleep
This shit is so Obsolete
This shit is so Obsolete
I think I'm ready to go
I think I'm ready to go
Got the kush already rolled
Spark it up when we get home
Bottle of gin in my hand
Diving right into the deep
I cannot sleep
This shit is so Obsolete
This shit is so Obsolete

Written by:
Marco Garcia, Mario Goins

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