[Intro]
Smokin' trees, I'm ridin' 'round, come to my side of town
Lately, it's been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down
[Verse 1: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Come see how heavy it get, I done seen way too much stress as a jit
Death in this section was present, we preppin' for war, so we feel like we better equipped
Brodie got demons he keep to his self, probably won't ever know, 'cause he never gon' snitch
Hella resentment from lettin' it sit, I say, "I got him," I'm never gon' miss
I done put way too much prep into this, back on your bumper how I'm wreckin' this bitch
I keep on talkin' 'bout healin' that's never gon' happen, you know that I'm steppin' on shit
I say the feelin' I get from me killin' a rapper just show me that Heaven exist
Shootin' 'til ain't nothin' left in the clip, shootin' 'til I get respect in this bitch
I might just go get a Tec in this bitch, I might just go at the ref in this bitch
Guessing you think this shit new to me, huh? Guess you ain't know what's fuelin' me, huh?
I just had enemies shoot at me, tell me, just what could this industry do to me, huh?
Helpin' the hood and the homies and plus the community think that it's two of me, huh?
Know where I go when it's over, I run out of gas, they gon' say that they through with me, huh? Aw, shit
When all this shit gon' get better? Bitches just fuckin' whoever
Nigga just sayin' whatever, niggas' gon' fold under pressure, honestly I ain't no better
I had to hop out the hole and got cold as a shoulder, I turned my emotion into sweater
I had to garner the power to work on my soul, I ain't tryna be broken forever
I see the smoke, and start runnin' into it, shawty you losin' is so therapeutic
I kinda think that you want it to happen, got put in a corner, you forced me to do it
You gotta tell me that bein' a rapper is hangin' with rappers, and I ain't into it
I'm with the shit, and I'm ready to prove it, waitin' on Marshall to say I can do it
This shit goin' down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—
Smokin' trees, I'm ridin' 'round, come to my side of town
Lately, it's been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down
[Verse 1: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Come see how heavy it get, I done seen way too much stress as a jit
Death in this section was present, we preppin' for war, so we feel like we better equipped
Brodie got demons he keep to his self, probably won't ever know, 'cause he never gon' snitch
Hella resentment from lettin' it sit, I say, "I got him," I'm never gon' miss
I done put way too much prep into this, back on your bumper how I'm wreckin' this bitch
I keep on talkin' 'bout healin' that's never gon' happen, you know that I'm steppin' on shit
I say the feelin' I get from me killin' a rapper just show me that Heaven exist
Shootin' 'til ain't nothin' left in the clip, shootin' 'til I get respect in this bitch
I might just go get a Tec in this bitch, I might just go at the ref in this bitch
Guessing you think this shit new to me, huh? Guess you ain't know what's fuelin' me, huh?
I just had enemies shoot at me, tell me, just what could this industry do to me, huh?
Helpin' the hood and the homies and plus the community think that it's two of me, huh?
Know where I go when it's over, I run out of gas, they gon' say that they through with me, huh? Aw, shit
When all this shit gon' get better? Bitches just fuckin' whoever
Nigga just sayin' whatever, niggas' gon' fold under pressure, honestly I ain't no better
I had to hop out the hole and got cold as a shoulder, I turned my emotion into sweater
I had to garner the power to work on my soul, I ain't tryna be broken forever
I see the smoke, and start runnin' into it, shawty you losin' is so therapeutic
I kinda think that you want it to happen, got put in a corner, you forced me to do it
You gotta tell me that bein' a rapper is hangin' with rappers, and I ain't into it
I'm with the shit, and I'm ready to prove it, waitin' on Marshall to say I can do it
This shit goin' down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—
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