West Coast Lyrics

Vibing to some Mike or Whitney

I'm sliding on the way to my city

Vibing to some Mike or Whitney

You should come chill on my side

I gotta wake up and plot on a check

I cannot lay up I know that I'm next

Gotta stay fly so I hop on a jet

Til the day I die I be repping the west because

Baby I'm the nigga from the West Coast

California vibin', West Coast

And I stay repping my, West Coast

And I stay repping my

The best in the west and I gotta confess I'm not pressed

By you rappers so I'm left unimpressed

I studied the vets to reach new accolades

So I could get penthouse views up in the palisades

While getting my palace made

I reminisce all the days

I was hustling

Forget the coloring and governing

The street politics, I didn't want to be apart of it

I took a different rout so I could lead the way up out of it… uh

I gotta wake up and plot on a check

I cannot lay up I know that I'm next

Gotta stay fly so I hop on a jet

Til the day I die I be repping the west because

Baby I'm the nigga from the West Coast

California vibin', West Coast

And I stay repping my, West Coast

And I stay repping my

I turned nothing into something

With no foundation established

On the edge still keeping the balance

I'm the king of this shit

Sit on my throne as I sip from my chalice

Realizing ain't nobody a challenge (Word?)

No enemy or anybody that's close to me could gain

Enough energy that could fuck with my potency

Threat to me? Is that what you lil trappers suppose to be

I'm hotter than the sun but ain't no rapper as cold as me

City on my back rollin in a Cadillac

Never was a cat that lacks…

Possession of the knowledge that I need to rip a track

The journey that I'm on is gonna lead to giving back

To the ones that need the jewels

Protecting your energy forgetting people you knew well

Never really wanted you to do well, in the first place

Mad when they see you in first place

Now you on first base

Hitting home runs on your worst days

I gotta wake up and plot on a check

I cannot lay up I know that I'm next

Gotta stay fly so I hop on a jet

Til the day I die I be repping the west because

Baby I'm the nigga from the West Coast

California vibin', West Coast

And I stay repping my, West Coast

And I stay repping my