Rio Westside - Wg0

What’s going on with the world
Got hella stories I’m hearing And no one prevails
We not accepting no Ls
We keep applying the pressure and blitzing for real
Big fish in the little pond of masses
Madness
Somehow we lasted
If you want smoke we gon match it
Pull up hella quick never crash it
Thank God
Brodie flatline then he came back
Flirting with death no first base
Gas face but I’m not 3rd Bass
I complete everything never a dirt play
Had to get it like I was wrist god
Shit ain’t funny like a Sitcom
I Jordan Peele off til I Get Out
Get my mind
Off the ground and I’ll get what’s mine
One year after 95
Mama got off that wic
21st Ave where my granny still live
Pops taught how to run games with the fist
Cuz these niggas these days is so senseless
Shoot a nigga neck for a Louis bag
My big brodie work up at Louis so he don’t pop a tooly
If you ever had a problem gotta find the solution
If you wanna be the goddamn nigga you can do It
Is the news real
Is the news real
Took the red pill and the blue pill
Found someone sleeping in my bed like Dru Hill
Girls and their name never knew well
Always play the nice guy
Til I get crossed then you a need a fucking lifeline
Nigga imma trip niggas on Priceline
Playa check the highlights
I been smoking Ls and then I come up on a W
Westside we gon fuck with you
Cutting from the cloth from the from the land of the Panthers
Alphabet boys had to kill and dismantle
Turn us into b’s and the c’s
What a gamble
A lot young niggas in shambles
Abuelita lighting the candles
Prayers for the night in city
Where you might not Come back
Frank flatlined then he came back
Me and him come from the same past
That’s why you gotta make everyday last
Kush and the henny no brake pad
A nigga so clean like Maytag
Place get rocky like ASAP
Even Allstate couldn’t claim that
What’s going on with the world
Got hella stories I’m hearing And no one prevails
We not accepting no Ls
We keep applying the pressure and blitzing for real
Big fish in the little pond of masses
Madness
Somehow we lasted
If you want smoke we gon match it
Pull up hella quick never crash it
Thank God
Brodie flatline then he came back
Flirting with death no first base
Gas face but I’m not 3rd Bass
I complete everything never a dirt play
Had to get it like I was wrist god
Shit ain’t funny like a Sitcom
I Jordan Peele off til I Get Out
Get my mind
Off the ground and I’ll get what’s mine

Written by:
Rio G

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