[Intro: Saba]
And I'm from the part of the city that they don't be talking about
Austin my grandmama house
Madhouse on Madison middle school graduate coulda been traffickin'
But I would rather do better than my uncle had it
My head to the sky like a Jesse White backflip
[Hook: Saba]
Westside n***a go crazy (x3)
[Verse 1: Saba]
And I'm from the part of the city that they don't be talking about
Austin my grandmama house
Madhouse on Madison middle school graduate coulda been traffickin'
But I would rather do better than my uncle had it
My head to the sky like a Jesse White backflip
Slept on the palette
Promise my momma I turn into palace
My granny house is right where Wallace is [?]
Corner below and behold what is below zero and you watch someone spray at the corner
And now I no longer [eat norm or enorm]
Used to hoop daily we thought we was Jordan
He went on to high school but dropped out at junior
I went on to college he we went on a shooting he went on to juvi
I went out on tour
Bicycle with the [juice?] in the wheel if you was a real n***a we wouldn't have to hit the kid proving yourself cause who really cares bout
What side or block your reppin
Your whereabouts will keep you seperate
I lost some n***as to some weapons
Thats why I'm walking like I'm welcome
Hennessy bet they'll buy that
Just to pour it on the curb
We blinded like an eyepatch
Til your boy is in a hearse
Where the westside at? Shouts the thugs shouts the nerds
Shout the kids claiming Chiraq know you born in the burbs boy
[Hook]
Westside n***a go crazy (x4)
[Verse 2: Saba]
And I'm from the part of the city that they dont be talking about
I gave the west side a new meaning
I took it to the Europeans
The police took my n***a freedom I probably be in there with him
Cause honestly I think just like all my n***as
And honestly I should've reached out to Twista like aye bro I got one I need you on this one
Austin division, ironic that that's the divide
Below the poverty line
My mother was on the southside
[Z-money?] told me it is fine
I caught the bus off of pine
I say my work double time
Knockin what I am not ever been robbin a few n***as traveling on the train on my way to school a couple times
[Hook]
Westside n***a go crazy (x4)
[Verse 3:Joseph Chilliams]
And I'm from a part of the city I was sitting on my front porch when I saw my first tittie
Probably throw the west side up when I was five watching Pac dissing Biggie
Whole [fit?] off of medicine eating Uncle Remas f** a Whole Foods
Shorty used to act like Stone Cold flipping n***as off cracking cold brews
Westside prep was my old school
The block was hot like Suzanne Somers
Seen someone that got hit with a shotty walk a block while they shoot at his body
Cops came started lifting his body
I went back to watching NickToons
Watch it back when its mid june
You can always be my big spoon
Oh you in the hood when you see the poles with the blue lights they be flashing like cheerleader clothes I remember letters in first grade cause of GDs and fours
Mama speaking in code tryna get a job at the store never gonna get it like i=I'm vogue
All my westside n***as go
[Skit]
On my bucket list I want ten million dollars in my bank account
And I want to f** ten b**hes at the same time
This your boy stunt taylor