Lyrics WSTRN – WSTRN Season (Intro)
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Morning, afternoon, evening
Next in sequence, WSTRN season
Started from the bottom, still on ends with demons
Where you can solve a puzzle with them pieces
Better hide the broomstick, feds doing sweeps
Bitches shallow when you swimming in the deep
Best believe it
Beast and if I hit the belly then my niggas eating
Still give thanks, that’s why I inked it, see
We could all switch within a blink
The ice on water cause the drinks fire back
And at times react without thinking that’s facts
That’s why my nigga act burdened on the wing
Ain’t no chicken, if we lickin, we desire finer things
Take it higher like Mariah when she sing
Higher like the Rasta when him deh pon on higher bingie
Finger in the thingy, if a pussy try a ting
In the evening or the afternoon
Have them people mourning
I can’t hear these rap niggas cah they boring
No phony, in my music was recording
Halfway crazy but I’m mourning
Can’t turn back now, it’s straightforward
It was written and envisioned and enforced
Still I feel the force-ish, bigger than me and you
That’s why I read auras
We was playing peek-a-boo when we hopped in them Porsches
Round here, had them Rari’s and them Lambos roaring
Funny how the money make you feel like you’re im-
(You’re im-, you’re im-)
Bitches shallow when you swimming in the deep
Best believe it
Beast and if I hit the belly then my niggas eating
Still give thanks, that’s why I inked it, see
We could all switch within a blink
The ice on water cause the drinks fire back
And at times react without thinking that’s facts
That’s why my nigga act burdened on the wing
Ain’t no chicken, if we lickin, we desire finer things
Take it higher like Mariah when she sing
Higher like the Rasta when him deh pon on higher bingie
Finger in the thingy, if a pussy try a ting
In the evening or the afternoon
Have them people mourning
I can’t hear these rap niggas cah they boring
No phony, in my music was recording
Halfway crazy but I’m mourning
Can’t turn back now, it’s straightforward
It was written and envisioned and enforced
Still I feel the force-ish, bigger than me and you
That’s why I read auras
We was playing peek-a-boo when we hopped in them Porsches
Round here, had them Rari’s and them Lambos roaring
Funny how the money make you feel like you’re im-
(You’re im-, you’re im-)
Run it back
Driving man and Haile to pick him up, I’m coming back
Paranoid so I got my nigga lying on the backseat
Looking like I’m one up when we cutting through the backstreet
Madting, everyday I pray that I can make it home safe
Steal the case so I can kiss my two baby boys’ face and my lady
Only thing that could ever change me is bloodline
Tryna take it back to the mainstream
You know me and my niggas we got the same dream
You know I got my soldiers, you know the Range in
One time for my bruddas that’s love
We on the West side and we throwin’ up dubs
We ain’t never shown the other side love
Album
WSTRN – WSTRN Season, Vol. 2
WSTRN – Lemonade
WSTRN – Gangland
WSTRN – Switch It Up
WSTRN – Night & Day
WSTRN – U
WSTRN – Buss Down
WSTRN – Victim
WSTRN – They Don’t Know
WSTRN – Gong Clear (Skit)
WSTRN – Maggie & Stardawg
WSTRN – Lights, Camera, Passion
WSTRN – West London (Skit)
WSTRN – Medusa
WSTRN – My Way
WSTRN – 4 Ya
WSTRN – WSTRN Season (Intro)