WESTSIDE BOOGIE* WESTSIDE BOOGIE

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[Intro]
Yeah, check-check, tsk

[Verse]
Some rapper hit me, I hit him back, "What's the budget?"
I miss the days when I did it because I loved it
Want a function but I got some shit to do, uh
Ho, this ain't no party, ain't no bitches at the stu'
Ain't been kickin' it with [?], too much shit up on my mind
I wanna tell her to her face, but I ain't really had the time
Look my maker in his eye
If I put that on my daddy, it's alive
Fuck that pussy-nigga, he ain't even try
Thought that I was doing good, thought I took this shit the farthest
Now I hit the hood and niggas only view me as an artist
My therapist keep askin', "Nigga, why is you so guarded?"
I'm scared if I keep growin' then my reputation tarnish
All this shit about to [?], now we need to step it up
I took off like six months and niggas still ain't catchin' up
Too much cappin' in your quotes, too much rappers with a ghost
You too stagnant with the growth, I don't know, fuck