Out West

Posted on the West but I'm so high I feel like I'm in outer space
Ain't never hold me down but now I'm up you say I'm fake
Way back in middle school I used to hustle for a eighth
And then I started jumping gates
Take the work, what's in the safe
I want to run up all my racks too
The type of shit I had to do
These niggas ain't gonna want what's best for you
Shit, I ain't have a clue
I gave my loyalty to you cause I thought you would do it too
If it fits then you can wear the shoe
They fake, I don't know who is who

Now I'm starting to see this shit for what it really is
They telling fairy tales
Won't you rap bout shit you really did
They having smoke but they won't say it
Boy you niggas act like kids
I stand on principles
That shit that's really small, be really big
They waiting on me to stop I can't
Monday morning we outside the bank
Aye I suggest you up your rank
Up that fire if you get out your place
Don't keep that paper where you stay
Stack it, put that that shit away
Ima keep on applying pressure
I don't care what them bitches say
Yeah, and I'm rich without this money on me
Anyways besides that I got two hundred hundreds on me
You can add the hundred from my drum but that's another story
Who said they wanna take me out my glory

Posted on the West but I'm so high I feel like I'm in outer space
Ain't never hold me down but now I'm up you say I'm fake
Way back in middle school I used to hustle for a eighth
And then I started jumping gates
Take the work, what's in the safe
I want to run up all my racks too
The type of shit I had to do
These niggas ain't gonna want what's best for you
Shit, I ain't have a clue
I gave my loyalty to you cause I thought you would do it too
If it fits then you can wear the shoe
They fake, I don't know who is who



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Writer(s): Kyereem Sackey
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