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letra de westside - kasston

[hook]

she wanted sunshine in her life
say she never been baby girl it’s only right
you’ll be on a flight by tonight
she on her way to the westside
hey!
her man, he a m—–f—— lie
blowing up her phone, acting like he really tried
you can get her back if you’d like
you got to come to the westside

[verse 1]

women weed and weather, they coming here for the pleasure
been around the block but the vibе in cali is better
in the finеst city, what other place really measures
none!
from the home of ballers, curators, and go getters
yeah!
flow immaculate, out in the bay with kaepernick
aye!
n-ggas like to talk when really they don’t know half of it
aye!
hollywood is small but the state is filled with them actresses
if they don’t f–k with kasston, my n-gga then we ain’t casting them
travel west to east, see mountains and beach
south to north, weed’s the finest of course
it wasn’t until i left that i felt that remorse
had trouble finding my way but now i’m back at the source
you see this westside s–t the way that it go
before i go to the light, ima make sure i glow
see pimping and g-ngb-nging, but we famous for more
cause nowadays we just running the flow
aye!
aye!
[hook]

[bridge]

h-llo?
what’s good?
s–t chilling
what y’all getting into tonight?
nothing, you?
s–t i’m just about to leave the stu
you got bud?
-smacks lips-
man i got the pack on me right now
well slide through the pad then
alright, i’ll see you there
alright, bet!
[verse 2]

the golden state where we meant to be great
where real recognize real and we exposing fakes
there’s beauty in the struggle, do whatever it takes
you see the look on my face, i ain’t pumping my brakes
nah!
run circles round squares that are lyrically impaired
i ain’t stepping to the mic if a n-gga ain’t prepared
ya heard!
the game is overrated, nothing about the sh-t is fair
you’ll never blow up until enough people care
yeah! that’s how it goes!
that’s something vital that the westside taught me
you’ll never make noise if you used to speaking softly
running up a bag, appearances getting costly
i’ll, i’ll, i’ll bring the beef if ever you feeling salty
no clouds in the sky, when i open my eyes
came in the game as me without a mask or disguise
i ain’t really doing s–t until i master the rhymes
and dropping classics without even trying
hey!

[hook]

- kasston

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