Brighter Days

Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life
And all I ever seem to do is just try
This is for my homies out there worldwide
I know it gets hard
Hold on to your pride
This is for the homies all in my life
All the OGs that's doin' hard time
That never see the day or seen the sunshine
Just think about the brighter days of your life

See I'm the king of the streets
I'm the one you wanna be
Bald-headed, quarter sleeves
Rockin' white Nikes
Pendletons, stay tall
By nature I'm a dog
.45 in the cut on 23rd and wall
With my homeboy Toro
From the West Side Flats
I'll slide through B-G
Like T from The Bratz
Stay strapped, clapped
Bouta let the bullets release
Like 41st street Tokes
Whom Rest In Peace
And that's a G, sucker free
Collided on enemies
Fox 11 type shit
Like Conejo from Harpys
A notorious assassin
Get out and start blasting
The hoods on my head
Ain't no need to be asking
What's crackin?
I toss the dub for the Varrio
Bang the hood
With some sick ass riders carnal
Like Youngs, Big Rabbs, Twist, Droops in the feds
Turtle, Ghost, Big Spanks
Crook, Wero and Left, we stay ugh

Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life
And all I ever seem to do is just try
This is for my homies out there worldwide
I know it gets hard
Hold on to your pride
This is for the homies all in my life
All the OGs that's doin' hard time
That never see the day or seen the sunshine
Just think about the brighter days of your life

A hundred south sider riders
Multiply that by a thousand
In fact we're the reasons why
Institutions are crowded
Like my homie Baby Jokes
From the varr dos trece
187 on the bend
Don't come with a pension
And these streets are infested
Till we get arrested
Fuck juvenile parks
Boy we sending a message
Like Gloria Molina
Should speak up for us
And all them blacks got the programs
But we the most dangerous
N-Double A-C-P
Don't exist for a young M-E-X-I-C-A-N G
Homie I'm a ride for the cause
Like Face from that 18st Rancho Park
Or stay hustling like Troubs
From the P-U-E-N-T-E Hurley street
Scrappy loko, that's my primo G
So we stay under the bridge
Aliso Village First Street
Sherm'd out like Midge, now come on

Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life
And all I ever seem to do is just try
This is for my homies out there worldwide
I know it gets hard
Hold on to your pride
This is for the homies all in my life
All the OGs that's doin' hard time
That never see the day or seen the sunshine
Just think about the brighter days of your life

So I'm a stay picking cherry's
Like they do in the Ville
Lil Minor from Pomona
Keep your hand on the steel
Them AR15's make a snitch blood spill
Travie Locs Whittier Varrio Loco gang fo'real
I stay serving on the bloque
Like Jasper on Spruce
Fiesty from El Monte Flores
Leave you battered and bruised
Or like Chucky from Florencia
He a straight up foo
Tattooed on the face
Since juvenile school
New rules, new town
Like Stomps in Pico
VK all day, with a desert eagle
Big Lu stay tackin' in the West Longo
Huero Snipes and everybody
With them West Side Locos
Evil side like E and Lil Tiny from Wilmas
King Coras, Lil Crook got them itchy fingers
Like Shadow and Chi Knox
From the East Side Chiques
Chino Grande give it up
Cause we show no weakness

Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life
And all I ever seem to do is just try
This is for my homies out there worldwide
I know it gets hard
Hold on to your pride
This is for the homies all in my life
All the OGs that's doin' hard time
That never see the day or seen the sunshine
Just think about the brighter days of your life

Your life, the brighter days of your life
Your life, the brighter days



Credits
Writer(s): David Salas, Jacob Munoz
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