Benjamin Earl Turner - Westside Bound lyrics

[Produced by Saba] [Hook: Saba] Westside raised me I should get that sh** tatted Westside rasied me I should get that sh** tatted Grabbing that knife you can be living and never get right If you looking down how you put up a fight? Pick your head up never let up never said once it was gon' be easy Westside raised me I should get that sh** tatted [Verse 1: Saba] Westside raised me I should get that sh** tatted President off a write ins they not even on the ballot Spreading love like rotation I just pa** it like in Cali I been running rap so long damn my foot got a callus City cold think you need a coat but you really need a vest Speak on if you blessed I'm coming for your heart like skeeting on your chest Speak and need a technician up [?] Tell em live and let listen never deaf It's too many signs immma get it, on the road to success Find a living lemon pushing lemon pepper chicken Linen thrift shop, keep it simple Not expensive synonym of being broke is I'm just getting by, but barely living And these n***as wanna bite and [?] And these labels call you how come [?] But these n***as shady n***as shifty You'll be gone in a year like you signed to Diddy It is not a biggy it is natural n***as with me off a pack of loud Split a bliggy down in [?] Got me high off contact feeling dizzy Dizzy Gillespie, Galactic the pepsi you cap in the pep Keep [?] her has on the rapper ain't rapping I happen to hate em' I rap em' in plastic And pack em' a [?] to Alaska frostbitten Good riddance, Good riddance, I drop good writ-tens This economy could k** em' Pivot probably a k**a Hard work to the drug dealers Parade daily that's Bud Billiken Drop a tape and they lovin' it It's in my genes my blood denim [Hook: Saba] [Verse 2: Benjamin Earl Turner] Animal beats so I Dr. Doolittle them My pseudonym is GYM I stay working it out k**ing the fear and the doubt People keep dying we keep buying the liquor just to pour it out The earth is a drunk just spinning around I'm bout to make skeletons come out the ground Grabbing that life you can be living and never get right If you looking down how you put up a fight? Pick your head up never let up never said once it was gon' be easy Cause a n***a with attitude a lil less scary than a man on a mission With a real humble heart and a humble smile And I'm painting this clear like a radiant child Same old same old, but who could blame tho they know we don't know so educate Just think about thinking pre-meditate then we don't have to let things escalate Just move on up, elevate I heard blacks got magic all in they blood That's why they quick to shed it Trying to fertilize they dust And grow an empire off us I'm bout to inspire an entire generation to combust We are engine number 9 or number 6 what's the difference? CoCo Loco motor movement too much into mangy music With guitar and sunsets playing light tricks all up on our head rest Headed out west for a remix revolution I'm so poor that I swear peace and compa**ion at war Who don't need sheep, no Basedgod but ain't it I Buzz got the worlds eye Lil B [Hook: Saba]