Westside ft. Money A Lyrics

We just some Youngins tryin to make it

From the westside

It feel like I lost it all when money A died

I'm gettin money and I'm popping

I'll still slide

We wish the nigga that had did it

Wouldn't run and hide

We missed each other by ten minutes

And I had it on me

I rather stand on the business

Then you just leave me Lonely

He took the Y out of YBS when he took my homie

It's never going be the same

Without you it's super phoney

I rather stay with a blicky

Then let you do me dirty

I be in the studio every night

I don't get up early

I got a condo in Atlanta

That I didn't even furnish

I got a chick in her 40s

She ask me where I learn this

I told her it's jus in me

Don Julio no Henney

Ain't stressing about paper

Me and my niggas gettin plenty

We suppose to be Atlanta watching tank

Now all we got is memories

Al ain't never harm a fly

They killed him all from jealousy

Al the best to ever do it

He didn't have a felony

Al the reason why I'm up

He help me be a better me

My Nigga died on his block a day b4 Father's Day

Not even from a opp over nothing

That's what you telling me

We just some Youngins tryin to make it

From the westside

It feel like I lost it all when money A died

I'm gettin money and I'm popping

I'll still slide

We wish the nigga that had did it

Wouldn't run and hide

We missed each other by ten minutes

And I had it on me

I rather stand on the business

Then you just leave me Lonely

He took the Y out of YBS when he took my homie

It's never going be the same

Without you it's super phoney