Westside Boogie - LVRN Cypher lyrics

[Intro: OMB Bloodbath] I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real This sound like a [?] [Verse 1: OMB Bloodbath] Ayy, hol' up, plot twist ni**as stuntin' on the 'Gram, but they ain't got sh*t Beast mode, cheat code, no locksmith Stay up in the hood, whole mouth like hot chips Pop ceiling, ni**a, that's what I'm best at And I got ****** that'll knock a ni**a chest back I'm a don, you a pawn in a chess match You like to save hoes, got a X where the chest at I kill beats, ni**a, this a deathmatch Big street, had a **** where my desk at Back [?], ni**a, show me where the thread at Love Renaissance, I'ma show you where the best at I'm a vеt', put respect on my penmanship Thеy gon' diss, we gon' **** on some different sh*t When we hit this sh*t while we spinnin' sh*t It confuse 'em like back with the six and sh*t When we hoppin' out, know we rockin', just poppin' like bottle tops And I got some top in drop from a model thot And I ride with a ***** but it's not a problem They say the block is hot, feelin' like Weezy baby They out here slept on me, really, I needed that I don't believe in that, spark from a narcoleptic And I ride for the ward and my sword is heavy And I'm gettin' more paper than [?] Ain't room for you ni**as, y'all lost already I know you upset, I know I'm the best But sh*t, I prefer for your guard to tell me When they see us, they panickin' Diamonds look like the glacier Titanic hit ni**as talkin' all reckless, we **** he do I'm exhausted, this drippin' is famishin' I'm on my bread and my cheese like a sandwich And I put Marshall's on like a mannequin You wanna be with a P but I'm stuck in the street But I told her I do money management, b*tch say I'm scandalous [Break: NoonieVsEverybody] I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real Ayy, look, uh [Verse 2: NoonieVsEverybody] I go splash out like Michael and crash out like Trae fu*k a lame, don't know what he on, we on that sh*t today I come from poverty, she wanna ride on me Hollow tips prolly go through where he stay Growin' up, ni**as be ruthless, they don't give a fu*k They'll shoot the gun right where you play Come out the house, you see Rob and Duke And Monty and Meech posted up where you lay .40 is functional, dawg, know he wanted a coupe That sh*t still mess with me to this day Hey, what you say? He play blind just like Ray I'm on a mission, they play me like crazy I'll beat your ass, just like Dray', yeah, look, hm Ain't nothin' like me, they hate me, I'm Noonie My bro locked up, told me to pursue it These .45 bullets'll tear up a bully He prolly hate and he fake And he said he just frontin' on me, ni**a know that he couldn't Roll up a blunt and I face it This a Lightyear, get quiet, take off like Woody ni**a, I keep it in my hoodie [Break] I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real [Verse 3: BRS Kash] Yeah These ni**as b*tches, these ni**as hoes I play with the pussy, don't play with my nose I got 'em [?], keep watchin' my shows These ni**as be peasants and jackin' for clothes I gotta watch how I move, huh Can't slip on banana, got grip on my shoes I run with the winner so how could I lose? My partner got killed, left my heart with a bruise I cannot wait on no ni**a I'm chasin' this paper, I need like eight figures My neck is on water, could cry you a river The Rollie two-toned, yeah, it's gold and it's silver I got no time to be patient I'm stackin' white faces, how could I be racist? I like me a foreign, her body built [?] I'm hot, I'm on fire, I'm burnin', I'm blazin', Kash [Break: WESTSIDE BOOGIE] I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real Yo, woah [Verse 4: WESTSIDE BOOGIE] ni**as is broke tryna put it together I know that sh*t breakin' you up Uh, had to alter my thoughts and go marry that money 'Cause that sh*t get dated as fu*k Maybe I just wanna fu*k, or maybe I'm over the s*uts Or maybe I just be a player Maybe that's somethin' I talk about later The mind of a ni**a got so many layers Know I had weight when she noticed me, uh No, knew I had weight when a homie had picked up a b*tch Off the strength of him knowin' me, uh Knew I had weight in this b*tch When I broke through the grip of that hand that was holdin' me, woah Like, look at the ratchet I grown to be, uh I look at my ex, I don't wish her no peace Pray that b*tch ain't gon' ever get over me, hopefully, woah [Break: WESTSIDE BOOGIE] I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real That's hot, that's hot, man, man, P Yo, woah, woah, uh [Verse 5: WESTSIDE BOOGIE] I got the homegirl back, uh She let me hold five racks, woah I got the dough right back, uh She love to hold my strap, woah You be takin' off-guard pics in the clubs You ain't even got no hoes like that, uh I should prolly talk more sh*t When I do, I don't even gotta say, "No cap," ah, sh*t We out with the tug and she hate when I touch it We out in the public Tell me that pussy is out of my budget But countin' my pockets is counter-productive Keep hearin' screamin', the sound of my stomach Tell her, "Be quiet, you shoutin' for nothin' 'Less you can tell me what's louder than money" She let me hit once, then she got with the funnies Like run me my, woah [Break] I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real [Verse 6: 6LACK] Can't do it quite like this, you like this That's why I just tell 'em I'm passionate These rap ni**as ain't mad enough R&B ni**as ain't sad enough I'm equipped with a gift, when I speak, I heal Above it, 'cause I love it and it pays my bills Damn, I got a beautiful mind Can't parlay with ni**as misusin' their time I done creeped in so smooth, trimmed up a bar, ProTools You could see the glow, no jewels Stick to your bone, soul food E-A ni**a up in Nobu, chillin' Who the last one that you seen with a flow like this? So cold, woke up and chose violence Speak down on 'em, it's best you chose silence Abolish the prize and acknowledge the honest, I promise [Break: 6LACK] I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real I promise, yeah, I promise, yeah, check [Verse 7: 6LACK] My bounce back is real Doja-like But real, real black like Dolemite Look, I told 'em once, I told 'em twice Ignore my words, you know the price My shoulders throw, they cold as ice I'm goin' ghost, poltergeist Feelin' cornered, poke the knife The Holy Ghost, he goes to cry Keke, I'm sorry to this man, I do not know that man Bright ni**a, we in dark times Feel split like Apartheid Wrapped up like I'm part-tie When this sh*t fall apart, tie Tie lands like I'm part-tie You know I do this for my cuz', no cap Do it for my Bloods like, "Slatt" Do it for my Gs like a stack What's talent when you still untapped? Lost in the wild, no map, no map, no map