WESTSIDE

My own I've got it
These things you bought it
Wanna put the world in your hands just to flaunt it
Wanna post up by the benz just for a lens
Drop the top on the boulevard closing'
Find it funny how I'm making all these friends
Spent too many nights in this summer
I wanna give a name to my mother
Wanna make up for all the time she spent

Just making these dreams feel real
Your love feel real
My time would heal
The nights when I had
Change to break and pills to kill
And nobody would hit my phone

All my friends on the westside get real hypе
Of the same shit they'vе heard a million times
And all my friends on the westside fuck with the same old click
That we've known since jr high
I've got my mind
I've got my space
I've got the time
And people changing
Cuz all my friends on the west get it real right til' you know what's up
And I know what's up

Just wanna feel you got me
In any way, they got
I'm breaking chains
Breaking chains just trying to get words on a page
I'm fallen back, just hoping you won't fall away
And when the time comes, i'll put you in a better place
Calling Dad when tears go dropping
He's callin' quits like he don't want me
Moms calling cops cuz I'm a problem
But when I call the shots, you best believe I've got em

Dreams feel real
Your love feel real
My time would heal
The nights when I have
Change to break and pills to kill
And nobody would hit my phone

All my friends on the westside get real hype
Of the same shit they've heard a million times
And all my friends on the westside fuck with the same old click
That we've known since jr high
I've got my mind
I've got my space
I've got the time
And people changing
Cuz all my friends on the west get it real right til' you know what's up
And I know what's up

Another night ill ride through my city I suppose
I could sip up off your Henny steady I supposed
I could keep my mouth running open while my eyes closed
I could give a damn if anybody everybody knows me
Stacking paper getting kind of lonely
Baring out while I'm trying to remain clean
You just came to party, and it's empty and I apologize, and now it's like

It's like

All my friends on the westside get real hype
Of the same shit they've heard a million times
And all my friends on the westside fuck with the same old click
That we've known since jr high
I've got my mind
I've got my space
I've got the time
And people changing
Cuz all my friends on the west get it real right til' you know what's up
And I know what's up