Westside Fairytales
They wishing death on me
Hope you don't make my motherfucking index squeeze
So many questions running through my head
Lonely nights conversations with the dead
All about businesses, making more dead presidents
I'mma rule the world my vision way ahead of it
They hate that I'm up, they tried to keep me a secret
Just like your girl when I took off her Victoria Secret
That's Victoria's secret
Pussy Reese's Pieces
Money keep increasing
Since everyone keep leaving
Take this rat out the back and give him a beating
Club nights watch him leave with his face bleeding
Westside where my bitch was making me money
In calls only ain't tryna have a case on me
Kept it silent for a year and act like nothing happened
If the cops stops me I'm gon' say that I was capping
iPhone jumping out off my pocket
Snakes on my grass, so you know I had to cut it
Watch your tone, bitch you outta pocket
Young bull tripping, watch his eye leave his socket
Lately I've been going crazy
Tell the lord can he please save me
Show me the light and guide me
Because the next person who plays me
Getting two shots in the head, and I put that on my future baby
Never exposed our business I kept it to myself
And when everybody asked, all I did was blamed myself
How can you get another man to take my place?
I know and you know that's huge role to play
Tell him that he got some filling to do
I know you think of me when he's kissing you
Deep down you know that he ain't shit
You just needed someone to be with
I don't blame you baby you deserve the best
Everything was perfect before shit went left
You had my heart racing like a rari
Get the cardioversion cause I crashed like a old Atari
Tatt my back to cover these stab wounds
I came from the dirt, I payed my dues
Motherfuckers out here acting brand new
You ain't built to be a boss, this the big league and it ain't for you
I'm a open book, keep reading through these pages, come closer and take a look
I'm not perfect, never claimed to be a saint come closer and take a look
I'm a open book, keep reading through these pages, come closer and take a look
I'm not perfect, never claimed to be a saint come closer and take a look
Hope you don't make my motherfucking index squeeze
So many questions running through my head
Lonely nights conversations with the dead
All about businesses, making more dead presidents
I'mma rule the world my vision way ahead of it
They hate that I'm up, they tried to keep me a secret
Just like your girl when I took off her Victoria Secret
That's Victoria's secret
Pussy Reese's Pieces
Money keep increasing
Since everyone keep leaving
Take this rat out the back and give him a beating
Club nights watch him leave with his face bleeding
Westside where my bitch was making me money
In calls only ain't tryna have a case on me
Kept it silent for a year and act like nothing happened
If the cops stops me I'm gon' say that I was capping
iPhone jumping out off my pocket
Snakes on my grass, so you know I had to cut it
Watch your tone, bitch you outta pocket
Young bull tripping, watch his eye leave his socket
Lately I've been going crazy
Tell the lord can he please save me
Show me the light and guide me
Because the next person who plays me
Getting two shots in the head, and I put that on my future baby
Never exposed our business I kept it to myself
And when everybody asked, all I did was blamed myself
How can you get another man to take my place?
I know and you know that's huge role to play
Tell him that he got some filling to do
I know you think of me when he's kissing you
Deep down you know that he ain't shit
You just needed someone to be with
I don't blame you baby you deserve the best
Everything was perfect before shit went left
You had my heart racing like a rari
Get the cardioversion cause I crashed like a old Atari
Tatt my back to cover these stab wounds
I came from the dirt, I payed my dues
Motherfuckers out here acting brand new
You ain't built to be a boss, this the big league and it ain't for you
I'm a open book, keep reading through these pages, come closer and take a look
I'm not perfect, never claimed to be a saint come closer and take a look
I'm a open book, keep reading through these pages, come closer and take a look
I'm not perfect, never claimed to be a saint come closer and take a look
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Writer(s): Kraze Delarosa
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