Westbrook

Should've been playin ball but I love being a wordsmith
Young fresh prince but my mom's ain't name me Will Smith (Nope)
Smith and Wesson, Brodie he gone shoot shit like he Westbrook (Bow)
Need me a India like the Westbrook's (Damn)

Not talking overseas like Westwood (Like Westwood)
Treat her like the best wood (Uh)
Been the best no ace hood (Uh)
In the hood but raised good (Uh)
We was eating off them canned goods (Uh)
Know I been in Elmwood
Moved out my hood then I moved to Elmwood (Uh)
How a nigga move from St to Dr (Uh)
Little nigga tryna make it by (Uh)
South side where them stars collide (Collide aye)
These socials what they hide behind
Nigga you can't hide from mine
Living where them bullets fly
Why'll we telling children hide
Still hiding from twelve see
See twelve doing more robberies
Killing all these black teens, that's why we keep the strap team

Should've been playin ball but I love being a wordsmith
Young fresh prince but my mom's ain't name me Will Smith
Smith and Wesson, Brodie he gone shoot shit like he Westbrook (Bow)
Need me a India like the Westbrook's
Should've been playin ball but I love being a wordsmith
Young fresh prince but my mom's ain't name me Will Smith
Smith and Wesson, Brodie he gone shoot shit like he Westbrook
Need me a India like the Westbrook's



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Writer(s): Caleb Mccowan
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