Trash 7

Verse 1

Said my crown too heavy for my dome

Call me the king of everything unknown

Your whole set stay laced in hand-me-downs

I run this concrete while you run your mouth

Straight out the hardwood yeah that's where I'm from

My verses hit harder than a broken drum

You talk that loud talk from a small town

I swerve the low rider while you walk it down

Pre-Chorus

Yeah yeah

Watch me lean

Yeah yeah

Feel the scene

Chorus

West side riding slow

Sun on my face and I'm in my zone

West side watch me go

All this drip and you still dry as stone

Verse 2

You claim you hard but you soft like bread

My flow so slick it slide right off your head

You dissing on me with your weakest bars

I'm out here counting up while you count the stars

Your whole persona look like a costume

I pull up on the block and I'm right at home

You checking for a fight but you best not come

I'm the realest in the room when the day is done

Pre-Chorus

Yeah yeah

Watch me glide

Yeah yeah

Right beside

Chorus

West side riding slow

Sun on my face and I'm in my zone

West side watch me go

All this drip and you still dry as stone

Bridge

Call me silly call me soft

My whole set still take the loft

Sticks and stones may crack my bone

But my name still carved in stone

Chorus

West side riding slow

Sun on my face and I'm in my zone

West side watch me go

All this drip and you still dry as stone