J.LBS - On My Hometown/Nobody Else lyrics

Part 1: On My Hometown [Intro] What's up? What's up? What's up? [Hook 1] Do it like this if you from my hometown That n***a AED, yeah, he from my hometown Never got lost, never got found I was in here the whole time wit' my n***a Jay Pound That n***a Boogie, yeah, he from my hometown My big homie Lance, yeah, he from my hometown He was the first one to say Leimert Park on the track Like, 'Little homie, kick back, let me show you how to get down' [Verse 1] And you know how I like to do when I'm off the kush though Might skip car next year and get a fresh boat You know, they got spots on the water on the West Coast Cut off the khakis, made shorts, did the dress code He could take you around the world, put your name on the map I could take you out to the beach, let you sit in my lap If I take you out to eat, it might be a drive-through Lookin' out my sideview, don't scrape the curb I just got 'em repainted, damn, that's my worst You want to roll around wit' me and blow lots of herb? [Hook 2] It's how we do it in my hometown You talkin' crazy in them rap songs, you need to slow down It's on my hometown, it's on my hometown Yo, that n***a BH, yeah, he from my hometown Shout-out my n***a Tre, man, he from my hometown [Verse 2] Yo, I told her she was pretty, then I got laid Rep for the city, then I got paid Went global, had three girls on me like Toto IPhone, got a Gucci case on her Boost Mobile f** your feelings, we tryin' to get these millions Ain't sh** sweet, my cavity need fillin' Don't catch no feelings nor tract infections Seen her fat a** in 'em shorts, damn, I had to press it Lookin' like Jet magazine in this motherf**er Hope I don't get arrested for doin' 85, goin' straight up La Brea Told her, 'f** wit' OPM', girl, them n***as is players For real, we might blow the whole pound Damn, why y'all let World On Wheels close down [Hook 3] Damn, damn, that n***a J Phresh, yeah, he from my hometown Shout-out to DJ Quest, man, he from my hometown Yo, you know the homie Mizzle, man, he from my hometown The homegirl Gizzle, man, she from my hometown, yeah Part 2: Nobody Else [Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Told lil' mama, 'Go to work', you don't even know you blessed Fell back at Sam's the other night, my vice could've been cigarettes Met a cute girl the other night, you know, nice a**, nice breasts Called up to your job twice, I was wit' a girl we met Had to start takin' my advice So I don't change nothin' but a cheque Even though it's B, you're overrated That's why I keep the Virgin Mary on my neck Uh, cause I don't trust nothin' else OPM, besides that I don't f** wit' nothin' else I don't trust nothin' else OPM, besides that I don't f** wit' nothin' else I don't trust nothin' else OPM had my back when I ain't had nobody else