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Westside Bound Pt. 2 Lyrics - Artist : SABA
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On the Westside I'm screamin' fuck KD, fuck 'em Pivot, Pivot We don't really give no fuck bout employment We just wanna chill like Kelso and Forman Find acid boring we capitalize on capital let's get more of it Sure as shit young nigga shirly temp Curly coil, dreadlock early lint Natural, earthly shit Dropping classics, and to think about it this my early shit And tell them niggas get from round me I'm from the hood you fucking townie Your girl she want me I got bounties And free my nigga up in county Oh no we on it it won't be long We moving in silence but gonna make the story known Support it you want me gone take over Napoleon I heard that it was levels I move like a Corleone Nigga west side (bound) Riding (around) Grinding so hard I bet my momma (proud) All the fraudulent artist I'm all you can (count) On like I'm wanted that's all I can (count) Awkward (encounters) Turns on the bars on the rise like a lounge I'm out of (town) Give her dap give her (pound) Like a dog in a (pound) Stomp imma stomp like Kirk in a church (gown) This is the one that they missed in from a young mystic Gettin' busy cause I'm about business Rap fictitious, classmates dissing Change the next day and now it's classmates wishing For kisses like PDA Stand on thin line like YouMedia Came a long way since them hard ways Now prolly sell out the venue if it's all age And prolly like everyday holiday no off days I forget I sleep when I'm dead and I don't plan on dying City behind me like a predecessor better catch up know who next up Better them them bitch it's our time With them X's on your hand at the entrance ay? Superhero shit the black (Finn |
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