Westend Kid

I was a west end kid
Hard to look back
Hard to think about
Reminisce of the shit we did
Victims of the shit
Two times
They kept breaking in our crib
Scouting out where we lived
Intimidated
Winter time came
We was living in hell
They even got us in the summer
11 - 12 years old... I was ready buy a drummer
This shit was stressing out my momma
& when my dad moved in it just caused more drama
Niggas claim that they been through shit
But they ain't really ever been through shit
I done feared for my life at a young age
Got a good heart but I got a shook rag

Yeah & I still got them ties
We ride
Be a west end kid
Till I die
When I go back
I just sigh
& my whole family in the hood still
I'm tryna get us out the good will
They fabricating
I done stood still...
& for my ppl I would shoot, kill
& I still got them ties
We ride
Be a west end kid
Till I die
When I go back
I just sigh...
25th & OAK
25th & OAK
25th & OAK, shit
25th & OAK, shit
& I still got them ties
We ride
Be a west end kid
Till I die
When I go back
I just sigh...

I grew up living in crip territory
Really RIP territory
War zone
Shells pouring
They put sugar in my tank
Busted my daddy car
Took what they could take
Broke in my cousin shit jus to make a statement
Wasn't even a teen
& feeling all this pain
Only real relate
I know why young niggas turn into dealers and killers
It's like revenge
Homegrown
You don't or you did it
& some of the youngin's they all just born up in it
They ain't got no choice
Ain't no time for opinion
Hardest side of the city to live in
You kill, you give in
Most likely cripping
Need a riddance
I ain't been home in a minute
& whenever I go on my side I see the beginnings
I cry from the feeling

Yeah & I still got them ties
We ride
Be a west end kid
Till I die
When I go back
I just sigh
& my whole family in the hood still
I'm tryna get us out the good will
They fabricating
I done stood still...
& for my ppl I would shoot, kill
& I still got them ties
We ride
Be a west end kid
Till I die
When I go back
I just sigh...
25th & OAK, shit
25th & OAK, shit
25th & OAK, shit
25th & OAK, shit
& I still got them ties
We ride
Be a west end kid
Till I die
When I go back
I just sigh...