West Coast (Revenge of the Underdog)
Chilling in the west coast
Yeah you know the city with the best smoke
Case closed bitch I'm all about the pesos
Hit it one hit it two let the stress go
A few rats mad they seco
We out here getting all the queso
It get done on the minute that I say so
And right now motherfucker better lay low
Revenge of the motherfucking underdog
Hit me once man I know they goin' slumber hard
They all said that I never ever make it far
Now I'm high as fuck bitch I'm chilling with the fucking stars
Oh how things have changed
To a break then arrived with amazing grace
Thank the one that made the day
Even at nights, I got plays to make
Building lanes hustle maintain
Day and night till I get precise
Life is a gamble so I'm rolling the dice
Nothing to offer other then my life
Yeah I rolled and to my surprise, I got that right
Now oye
Now my pockets feeling groovy
I was never even moody
I knew what I was doing
On that paper paper chased and chased
With these crazy angles layered in this crazy maze
Momma hard on prayer hoping that these things'll change
Ignorance and brave really are confused these days
So I keep the hammer homie I'm adapt to ways
Gotta stay alive gotta keep my people paid
Lord forgive me in advance for the plays I make
Lord forgive me in advance for the things I say
They're trying to take me out lord I can't play it safe
So if a nigga got problems he know where I stay
Chilling in the west coast
Yeah you know the city with the best smoke
Case closed bitch I'm all about the pesos
Hit it one hit it two let the stress go
A few rats mad they seco
We out here getting all the queso
It get done on the minute that I say so
And right now motherfucker better lay low
These spirits talk to me they say you say my name too much
You get to yapping when you high up on that angel dust
I'm corrupted homie coming with that demon blood
Knock his fucking lights out pussy nigga soul is lunch
I stay on my feet how you goin' hate on me
Move with the team everything we touch is green
Hate on me but keep my name up out your fucking mouth
A dark scenario barrel only thing lighting out
I'm not a snitch so fuck bragging bout a body count
You turn to bitch when I have to bring the demons out
Business my script results what I be about
Money move only time that the boy switching route
You hating on me now
Probably posted on the couch
Man I'm moving different towns
Making money by the pound
She fuck me good she suck me good yeah she want my baby now
But I don't got the time you know that I can't break the vowel
Chilling in the west coast
Yeah you know the city with the best smoke
Case closed bitch I'm all about the pesos
Hit it one hit it two let the stress go
A few rats mad they seco
We out here getting all the queso
It get done on the minute that I say so
And right now motherfucker better lay low
Yeah you know the city with the best smoke
Case closed bitch I'm all about the pesos
Hit it one hit it two let the stress go
A few rats mad they seco
We out here getting all the queso
It get done on the minute that I say so
And right now motherfucker better lay low
Revenge of the motherfucking underdog
Hit me once man I know they goin' slumber hard
They all said that I never ever make it far
Now I'm high as fuck bitch I'm chilling with the fucking stars
Oh how things have changed
To a break then arrived with amazing grace
Thank the one that made the day
Even at nights, I got plays to make
Building lanes hustle maintain
Day and night till I get precise
Life is a gamble so I'm rolling the dice
Nothing to offer other then my life
Yeah I rolled and to my surprise, I got that right
Now oye
Now my pockets feeling groovy
I was never even moody
I knew what I was doing
On that paper paper chased and chased
With these crazy angles layered in this crazy maze
Momma hard on prayer hoping that these things'll change
Ignorance and brave really are confused these days
So I keep the hammer homie I'm adapt to ways
Gotta stay alive gotta keep my people paid
Lord forgive me in advance for the plays I make
Lord forgive me in advance for the things I say
They're trying to take me out lord I can't play it safe
So if a nigga got problems he know where I stay
Chilling in the west coast
Yeah you know the city with the best smoke
Case closed bitch I'm all about the pesos
Hit it one hit it two let the stress go
A few rats mad they seco
We out here getting all the queso
It get done on the minute that I say so
And right now motherfucker better lay low
These spirits talk to me they say you say my name too much
You get to yapping when you high up on that angel dust
I'm corrupted homie coming with that demon blood
Knock his fucking lights out pussy nigga soul is lunch
I stay on my feet how you goin' hate on me
Move with the team everything we touch is green
Hate on me but keep my name up out your fucking mouth
A dark scenario barrel only thing lighting out
I'm not a snitch so fuck bragging bout a body count
You turn to bitch when I have to bring the demons out
Business my script results what I be about
Money move only time that the boy switching route
You hating on me now
Probably posted on the couch
Man I'm moving different towns
Making money by the pound
She fuck me good she suck me good yeah she want my baby now
But I don't got the time you know that I can't break the vowel
Chilling in the west coast
Yeah you know the city with the best smoke
Case closed bitch I'm all about the pesos
Hit it one hit it two let the stress go
A few rats mad they seco
We out here getting all the queso
It get done on the minute that I say so
And right now motherfucker better lay low
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Carrillo
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