
Westside REASON (Ft. Mereba)
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[Chorus: Mereba & REASON, Mereba]
Meet me on the westside, westside, westside
Just meet me on the westside, westside, westside
Meet me on the westside, westside, westside
Meet me on the westside, westside, westside
[Verse 1: REASON, REASON & Mereba]
Just think about it
You put everything in it hoping your soul will grow
All it lead to is blame games and "I told you so"
Fuck on the same page, y'all in different books
Four yеars in and it's hard to let go, clubbin' and parties
You drink away regrеt with Coke and Bacardi
Sex ain't even present, romantically starving
Don't treat you like you Ken, but he dealin' with Barbies
Loving you hardly
This shit a cycle, cycle, you pray he wife you
Make or break up like you in high school
Frozen pictures, soulless prison
Got you feeling you barely know this nigga
Words out the same old book
You need ibuprofen, all that pain you took
You gon' hit the town, nice dress to stand out
Funny how them girl nights never pan out
They never do
Meet me on the westside, westside, westside
Just meet me on the westside, westside, westside
Meet me on the westside, westside, westside
Meet me on the westside, westside, westside
[Verse 1: REASON, REASON & Mereba]
Just think about it
You put everything in it hoping your soul will grow
All it lead to is blame games and "I told you so"
Fuck on the same page, y'all in different books
Four yеars in and it's hard to let go, clubbin' and parties
You drink away regrеt with Coke and Bacardi
Sex ain't even present, romantically starving
Don't treat you like you Ken, but he dealin' with Barbies
Loving you hardly
This shit a cycle, cycle, you pray he wife you
Make or break up like you in high school
Frozen pictures, soulless prison
Got you feeling you barely know this nigga
Words out the same old book
You need ibuprofen, all that pain you took
You gon' hit the town, nice dress to stand out
Funny how them girl nights never pan out
They never do
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