Bellin

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]
Bellin through my hood on foot though
And that's dangerous, summertime a war zone
House shoes, ball shorts in my wardrobe
White tees fitted caps, ain't no thang though
G homies keep they colors [?] though
Lil' homies at the park and they bang on
Bitch, we go across the street it's the same song
North side with my niggas when they dead wrong
Couple blocks past the lights we don't get along
But when that YG come on, man we sing along
I seen it in the club homie real talk
One side chuggin' [?] the other c-walk
Bellin through my hood on foot though
Lookin' for a hot plate of good dough
West side of the city got the real hoes
But still on high alert don't want to get smoked

[Chorus: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
I can't fuck with fake shit no more
I killed off myself, I'm at war
If you my friend, always be my friend with you 'til the end, I'm in
I'm in, I'm in, I'm in, I'm in

[Verse 2: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
I'm in your function though I'm coming with like ten homies
I got in something with my woman 'cause her friends on me
I'm in a house that's full of doubts so I don't get lonely
To whom I pray to when the clouds come get a grip, hold me
The camp side, the west life where all the kids know me
These hand signs for mankind, I feel like Mick Foley
Shout out to Jordan, I was young, and had his kicks on me
But fuck a Mike, no I was tryna be my big homie
This bitch broke me, got like ten on me plus ain't got no weed left since we left
I been turning fallbacks to three steps
Niggas say they seen good, that's something I ain't seen yet
Why you always seem stressed, why you ain't just leave yet?
The different type of win when niggas hear the word to quit
It's a different type of missing when your shorty getting hit
It's a different type of jewelry when there's bracelets on your wrist
Fuck a difference, ain't no difference, man we all just full of shit
But either way I'm in

[Chorus: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
I can't fuck with fake shit no more
I killed off myself, I'm at war
If you my friend, always be my friend with you 'til the end, I'm in
I'm in, I'm in, I'm in, I'm in

[Outro: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
I can't fuck with fake shit no more