Dumbfoundead - W$TSDE lyrics

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Dumbfoundead - W$TSDE lyrics

[Verse 1:Dumbfoundead] Just made a move to westside Heard it was the best side 10 to 405, it used to be a test drive Ridin' in my S5, TV's from Best-Buy Girls in yoga pants, boosting up my s** drive Ha, They know I'm a rapper or a DJ Whole foods, in PJ's, and it's a f**in' weekday That dude, yea mothaf**a' I'm that dude Who's who, talkin' to my manager on blue tooth Its unfair how the wealthy get to stay healthy Never had these options, only Frito Lay and Nestle Yea I'm livin' stress free, debt free, check please Eatin' well smokin' good, what the hells a stress seed Yea I made it out, you chose the hater route I went it got it while you chose to sit and wait it out Now yous a rent a cop (Cop) you kicks the skaters out I got that westside money in my bank account [Hook] She came to me in a dream and sang to me Move west young brotha' Oohhh weeee, (right near the beach) W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE [Verse 2: Dumbfoundead] (1) fill up mamas purse, (2) then my papas wallet (3) give my sister dollars, than I start ignorant ballin' I see the ignorant comments, I say Hakuna Matata That's a different language to y'all, like Gucci or Prada I call my CPA, like whats the ETA One call and he's over like its triple A Yea I'm getting play, from Miss USA She showing PDA, feeling on me TSA Oh so Devin blowin' trees to the heavens Debonaire with endeavors, sip a coconut beverage As I ride through, dreams of my high school days Where I thought it was phase, I was lied to Rap money it wasn't a myth, when they told me it doesn't exist Cause dozens of kids fail, they put em in retail, in front of an Intel Or in jail, but I set sail, ya feel me [Hook] She came to me in a dream and sang to me Move west young brotha' Oohhh weeee, (right near the beach) W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE [Verse 3: Dumbfoundead] Posted up in overland People walking dovermans Holding in the ocean breeze They like there he go again Noticing, that I'm cherishing every square foot, (there look) Trippin' as I'm lookin' at them hippies walking bare foot I can feel the sand from the patio I can smell the patties from the in and out, animal style This lifestyle and I are compatible Trynna make my stay way longer than a cameo Hey hey Love from the westside, reincarnated in my next life Hey hey Love from the westside, reincarnated in my next life