West Coast

Yeah I'm on the west coast bitch yeah the west coast That's the best coast bitch yeah the best coast Now I ain't tryna say I'm best but i might boast Shit i might be the best from the city full of white folk I do this shit all the time but i don't say it much Got some people in my life that shouldn't stay in touch Took my scissors cut em off they gimme paper cuts If i was Christian I'd pray for the ones who breakin' trust Wish i had a million dollars, wouldn't save a buck I would flip the shit and buy a crib and live it up Travel time like Kigome Higurashi but Ya boy like Inyuasha all I'm really tryna do is fuck I'm just focused on the cash I can finally pull some ass I got bitches in my dm They so bad it make me laugh Tryna make em all my "B.M" metaphorically I'll pass on pissin' sticks I'm makin' stacks and tryna laugh But you can surely sit up on my dick I might just fuck around and drop the hottest shit And it might sit with 60 plays and likes but i don't give a shit I'm spittin facts and i don't need to break a brick in eight And sniff the shit for benefits I'm goin crazy and I'm sober so you mad huh All these bitches from my past i know they mad huh Missed they chance with the kid down bad huh Sad for them but i aint fuckin w the past none I ain't runnin' wit' a chain cuz i gotta get my dough up Actin like a ball, i assume you tryna hold up Everyone around me ask me where I'm bout to go? Up I don't give a fuck if you ain't pushin me you playin tug I'm goin nuts like all these bitches that be on mine Look into the future and it's clear it could be all mine Present time it seem like there's a really fuckin long line But don't look in the past cuz you be stuck there for a long time, I'm Sittin' back and findin' out who really fuck wit me And who say fuck OB when i ain't round so lemme fuckin see Y'all some fuckin sheep Wool on eyes to help you sleep but You don't realize they makin sure that you can't fuckin see They told me son you preachin' peanuts to the gallery Go get yourself a 9-5 and lock you in a salary Trust that all these politicians do they shit for you and me And don't speak on the truth or I'll be typing up a eulogy, damn It ain't so fuckin black and blue to me Read between the lines I'm tryna wake you up so you can see We ain't gotta be stuck in the cycle this some foolery Just open up your eyes i hope it's soon and that's for you and me I'm on the west coast Imma live the high life smokin good dope This shit used to be tough it's a breast stroke now, homie trust me Y'all gotta let go I'm on the west coast Imma live the high life smokin good dope This shit used to be tough it's a breast stroke now, homie trust me Y'all gotta let go I, produce digits by loose lippin' these bitches I'm too Cool wit' it got habits but that's my business you can Deal with it or step, i don't give a fuck I do what i gotta do to progress and I'm comin up You don't like the way i act or how often I'm sayin fuck? You might have a heart attack when i call you a fuckin cunt You see me puffin a joint, but i promise I'm gon be blunt And i take it straight to the point Cuz i know what the fuck i want Colorful hair, wit daddy issues to boot We can be the same and match cuz i got family problems too Just a little bit of titty I'm an ass man I stay off the dabs and handle bidness when I'm chillin in the booth (UH) The way i do it they be tellin me I'm too smooth Ain't never put in effort but the pudding come out fool proof Go ahead and take some notes like we in Blue's Clue's And i ain't cap once, that's cuz OB gon keep it too true On the west coast bitch yeah the west coast That's the best coast bitch yeah the best coast I ain't tryna say I'm best but i might boast, Shit I Might Be The Best From The City Full Of White Folk