Known - Wild West (feat. B00sted)
Back in this bitch on the north side of missionI fell out of faith but my dad raised me Christian
On route 34 at the stop cover distance
A bad boy like 89 IT on pistons
My shirt bought at value no Dior or Christian
Ya'll talking too much needa shut up and listen
or sit in the silence with blissful emissions
Y'all giving too much can't be sending positions
Y'all ain't about the love y'all be talking all viscous
Y'all make a wish rappers be putting in wishes
That y'all bout to pop like the bubble on dishes
It's all bout a positive thought and persistence
I'm back in this bitch on some cool shit
Wild West up on my theme
I'm like a gunslinger on the scene
36 waist when bagging my jeans
I'm tryna make a life you can't buy
I ain't have nightmares when I dream
I see sunflowers and a rosey poppy
when thorns poke I don't bleed
I was a mad kid with a lost soul that wore his Heart on top of his sleeve
I aint have heartbreak but I felt enough to not give a fuck in my teens
I can't open up and can't talk it out so just leave me alone in my being
I'll just stay above you can't bring me down you can't take the crown from this king
I ain't left home in a minute need a fire down banks at the pit ah ha
And I'm too deep in this rap that this rap gon' feed my kid ah ha
My Only way I'm gon' fail if a dumb boy go head quit
I feel the touch as it grabs my wrist
Winning a choice and I count my chips my chips Ah oo
Count my chips, I gotta count this shit
Eating good, I'm In-N-Out this bitch
They gotta tell me that I gotta make a choice
But I've been on a side and ima never switch
You gotta see this shit bitch I speak honesty
Only give quality money monopoly
Talking all gossipy That shit be comedy
Music be changing like biogeography
Back at it, moving fast at it like a first responder on the scene
Stayed outta trouble when I was a teen
Making beats, I would stare at the screen
When you're up its never good as it seems
And when you're down you never wanna believe
Polar opposites, I'm stuck in between
People getting all they're streams from machines
You say I'm funny I save my money like honey
They can't put nothing above me, you said I was lucky
But I put in work and I studiedAlways got people to judge me
Like nothing new when you move independent
Like Back and fourth like we just playing some tennis
I'm in the lab and we just cook like a chemist
And I got energy like Dennis The Menace, bitch
I ain't left home in a minute need a fire down banks at the pit ah ha
And I'm too deep in this rap that this rap gon' feed my kid ah ha
My Only way I'm gon' fail if a dumb boy go head quit
I feel the touch as it grabs my wrist
Winning a choice and I count my chips my chips Ah oo
Written by:
Cody Henn, Keegan Jaeckel
Publisher:
Lyrics © ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP, O/B/O DistroKid
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