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Don't ask me how I do it, watch how I move
I need every thing fast for me, it ainât safe cruising
Iâm trying to double up on this little money right quick
âCause when its time to do business, who gonna fund this shit
I hop out, they get to talking, âLook how he walkingâ
I went shopping at Niemans but got my shoes from the Slauson
Corporate street nigga, that wonât change
Put me in a museum and write âLA gangsta, but he was gettinâ paidâ
Watch these niggas before they steal something
You ainât got to tell me your business, don't need to know if you kill something
Iâm too solid boy, Broadway boy
If we do business that don't mean you my partner, boy
I could said that Iâm the realest nigga
But all these real ass niggas ainât never had to do real shit
So whatâs real when you think about it, nigga think about it
I got my gun I canât leave without it
Iâm affiliated, with million dollar niggas
Ex-cons, poppers and drug dealers
Iâm affiliated, with niggas that ainât got shit to lose
Doing shit to hit the news
I canât leave the streets alone, even tho a nigga hot
Still parkinâ Beamers on the block
I canât leave the streets alone, even tho Iâm gettinâ paper
It's the life of a westside banger
Iâm in my own lane, on a mission, so ainât no compition
Don't talk around these hoes, they come around fishinâ
Itâs like clockwork, lets flock to the cash house
To the stash house then circle right back around
Don't need to know if it ainât beneficial, I don't take pictures with pistols
âCause that the shit they gonna use against you
So many people done lost and ainât go to college
Everybody got shot or they got prison numbers
Everybody got interrogated
And I thank God for my niggas that didnât make no statements
The g homies just took a dub
I know what you thinking, yeah that sound super long but he coming home
Keep your chin up and your toes down
About to slide up Western âcause I heard there were some hoes down
Canât no bitch nigga bother me
Iâm getting paid, home boy, you ainât stoppinâ me
Iâm affiliated, with million dollar niggas
Ex-cons, poppers and drug dealers
Iâm affiliated, with niggas that ainât got shit to lose
Doing shit to hit the news
I canât leave the streets alone, even tho a nigga hot
Still parking Beamers on the block
I canât leave the streets alone, even tho Iâm gettinâ paper
It's the life of a westside banger