Westside Tales ft. iman Omari Lyrics

Westcoast niggas gotta eat now they snatchin' plates

From a place where they be selling plates and banging catchin' fades

Made me who I am and so I never really been afraid

No it ain't been easy but I'm thankful and I can't complain

Walked in the party with my army and we rollin' deep

Ho please, never sold soul cuz it's no sleep

Your soul, probably no-go, cuz it sold cheap

Ho please, unicorn horn, you're just cloned sheep

Baby how you pimpin' when you really just be groupie ho'in?

If you ask them for the game they never really truly knowin'

Fighting with my rivals all my idols turning into ghosts

Flying high cuz my light is the only life I'll never know

Started with some dirt up in my palms and turned it into gold

Learned my game from Nipsey and he told me not to ever fold

Family in jail ain't got no bail because they never told

Funny how I'm always breaking necks but yet I break the mold

Where I'm from people bangin' in the daytime

Common folk out here buying from the weed shops

Homies are blazin' livin' in the sunshine

Careful when you go driving down on these blocks

Smokin' and then I'm drinking at the same time

Living life like I'll never need a detox

Middle finger to haters and the one time

Ain't no way that I'm ever gonna be stopped

It's the peoples champ spittin lethal raps spitting only facts

If you can't pay the stack you should get some cheaper raps

Pay me for my artwork, pay me for my trauma nigga

Time to reach Nirvana cuz I'm reapin' all my karma nigga

Rap boys my sons so you know they throwin the tantrums

Throwin' ultimate shade all at random

I don't give a fuck you ain't gotta pack the Magnum

Can't relate to the haters naw I'll never understand 'em twisted fandom

You know I take my time when I rhyme with it

I shine I'm sublime cuz my climb was divine with it

Should be a crime when I scribe how I kill 'em

I'm not even in my prime whole world gon feel her

This is Gods plan mixed with satans opposition

Took the scraps that we were given

Multiplied every vision never gave up on my mission

Never gave up on my mission

Whole crowd screaming "YaH-Ra" like Christ is risen, blessed with ambition

Where I'm from people bangin' in the daytime

Common folk out here buying from the weed shops

Homies are blazin' livin' in the sunshine

Careful when you go driving down on these blocks

Smokin and then I'm drinking at the same time

Living life like I'll never need a detox

Middle finger to haters and the one time

Ain't no way that I'm ever gonna be stopped