West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

Lovin' you ain't easy Nothin' ever is But I will keep on fightin' For a love like this You know I wouldn't have it Any other way Even when times get tough I don't want no easy love But she's still your girl

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

Tomorrow never came In the Tropic of Cancer 'Cause if I had my way You'd would always stay I waited for you In the spot you said to wait In the city, on a park bench In the middle of the pouring rain 'Cause I adored you

Previously (on other people's heartache) What would you do? (This is your heart) This is the rhythm of the (you can) Pumps through your veins, can you feel it? Oh oh oh oh The night, for me Her name was Londy, she went to junior high with A tornado flew

Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me You would think they got a check, the way

We started looking for you In the darker caves We had a lot of love We thought would light the way We saw the wrecks of buildings And ships that sank in starlight We saw the ghosts of angels That spoke of falls from tremendous heights

21 Gun Salute I don't need more enemies for friends Tell me how much times can I kill this game for them But I still love these youts Fuck wi' you I put my trust in you Would you share your last bullet with me if there weren't any more gun salutes? Woke

Say how you lay at night Tired of that nigga Shit feels much better It's a match made and heaven sent, set in fires in hell Overdue for your lovin' baby, I don't want no one else Ain't no way I would do you dirty What you're doing to me Ain't no way that

My mama called, seen you on TV, son Said shit done changed ever since we was on I dreamed it all ever since I was young They said I wouldn't be nothing Now they always say congratulations Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation They ain't never had the