Young Westin - Rapture

Said I might
Light the city up with dynamite
Really can't get bigger than these heights
These niggas cap ain't living what they write
Only room is for the real they won't survive
Can't survive
Said I might
Light the city up with dynamite
Really can't get bigger than these heights
And the rapture almost here y'all outta time
Whoa
Apply the pressure till it's gold
She want diamonds, I want my whole family's neck on froze
Niggas moving funny in this game it's not a joke
Type of shit that happen when they label you a goat
Fuck all that fake shit, you get what you reciprocate
Never been the one to judge, I save that for the gates
All that really matters is how you living in this space
Is your legacy gonna stand the time and live up to the fate
Light the city up with dynamite
Really can't get bigger than these heights
These niggas cap ain't living what they write
Only room is for the real they won't survive
Can't survive
Said I might
Light the city up with dynamite
Really can't get bigger than these heights
And the rapture almost here y'all outta time
We running out a time
If mother fuckers isn't gang y'all getting left behind
Like some trucks on a rail always on the grind
Westin is a prophet, I can see it my mind
I can see it my mind
All you nigga's outta time
Said my city outta time
State is outta time
All y'all outta time, time

Written by:
Phil Zuniga

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