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westside boogie freestyle | la leakers freestyle #142 - westside boogie lyrics

part i: “johnny p’s caddy” by benny the butcher & j. cole

[verse]
yo, yo, uh
the rhythm i had to catch, the strings that i had to stretch
i’ve been beat, but it’s all instrumental to my success
i’m in deep, i took too many lefts and lost my direction
how i end up on this search to be accepted?
the lessons say the world in my possession, i could reach it ’cause it’s near
yeah, i’m hungry but i feed into the fears, you know
‘least i’ve been aware, you know
in my mind, i’m screaming out for air ’cause i swear it’s way more deep than it appears
here’s my secrets, come hold me so you could feel me, it’s heavy
like break my ego in pieces and come rebuild me, i’m ready
my life already get shaky, so may my focus be steady
i look myself in the mirror like, “i could grow if you let me”
like i could—hold on
sh*t, if i uncover my powers, i’ll be dangerous, mm*hmm
teach my n*ggas how to heal and be more patient, mm*hmm
i’m responsible to come do all the saving
but i’m left with all this guilt because i made it, but, you gotta know
missed a couple bags i was countin’ on but ridin’ on
get rid of my hoes when it’s album mode, i’m alone
i don’t hang with n*ggas that i kinda know, “gotta go”
i don’t hide my kids, sh*t, i be proud to show but i’ve been so
caught up in the jam, i even offer you my hands to help this fight to make somebody understand
come bring water to the dam
sent from heaven in this war soon as i land
make me think that being born was just a scam
never planned to catch me slippin’ in my city
just, you know this sh*t get tricky
got the spirit of my dead homies with me, with me, woah, woah
never wife that b*tch if she too mixy, knowing if i break the cycle, it’ll fix me
but that—
that’s all i know
part ii:

[verse]
uh
let’s get active, all that other sh*t get throwed out
we know my ratchet side gon’ always bring the hoes out
you know it’s smart to tell your label they should hold out
we know a boogie verse could k!ll a n*gga rollout but hold on lemme roll up
uh, keep being weird, you gon’ be somethin’ that i toke
i think my peers might be runnin’ from the smoke uh*huh
the hood starvin’, n*ggas hungry for the goat
so all that humble sh*t gon’ have you n*ggas broke
if i ain’t right there under god, then get a better list
please don’t say i do it all because i never miss
why they braggin’ ’bout some p*ssy that they never hit
that sh*t goofy, got a coast i gotta represent
i heard that she’ll be pressin’ sh*t, but not i
let’s lock eyes, gotta see if you got op vibes, that’s not wise
we keep movin’ at them stop signs
man outside i put lucas on my hot fries
top 5? top 5, okay
bust mode, bust mode
it’s all about respect, uh
f*ck hope, i’m cutthroat
now, i’m on your neck
mmm sh*t, you sure that you want problems with the set
a bunch of n*ggas who got trauma that’s suppressed?
i slid up on my ex
i told her “don’t be talkin’ to me crazy
but i miss you, come and argue with me baby”
i think i feel a
i think i feel a backslide comin’
part iii: “drive slow” by kanye west

[verse]
hmm, oh, oh
man, sh*t, uh
i drive slow
i swear to god it’s a fade if we run ‘to 5*0 sh*t
so drive slow yeah
sh*t, when i’m out with the squad, who know where it might go
walkin’ on this tightrope, even with my eyes closed
why the f*ck my high’s low
trynna say i’m overthinkin’, i’m like “yeah, you right hoe.”
trynna tell me i’m too deep and i’m like “yeah, you right hoe.”
uh, hatred in my right hand, spent it on my left wrist
why you go and f*ck him?
thought you was my best b*tch
n*gga give my girl back, you must got a death wish
rappers on my checklist, think i’m finna set trip
i rather drive…huh
i drive slow
i swear to god it’s a fade if we run ‘to 5—
we drive slow

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