Yeah Aye look
Feel like I been around for a minute now
I know I ain't even seen the surface
Mad fans tellin' me I kill beats but
It's different how they sleep on the boy when the fiends are lurki' ah
I just wanted to be for certain
The streets they need to eat, but they keep reverting the violence
And here I am just preachin' words
Tryna meet my purpose and teach the herd
Cause all we need is a shove in the right direction
I been blessed with the mic I'm blessin'
And I'd rather live giving everything that I can to this rap shit and try it than die finessing
Life's a bitch but I'm finding essence
And living it I beginning to see minor lessons
I'm pivoted with the pen an' I see my progression
With dividends an' predicaments when I be stressin' ah
I need that
I'm just tryna kick it where I got the seat back
An' you can find me in the city where the weeds at
West side of Sydney boy yeah I bleed that
See they wanna talk when I'm dropping these tracks
You figured that I needa be hearing ya feedback
Hatin' but tryna chuck on a OG cap
But I could point to where the real OG's at
(Look) I've heard of people that go the shelf
Get fucked by a label, don't own it themselves
Until they're forty something actin' like they're pullin you up
I guess some people don't know when to throw in the towel
If me laughing and showing 'em loud
Then fuck it I'm a loud as gronk an I'm going to hell
I see you still tryna make a career, good for you
But havin' a dig at me, boy that's low in itself
But I'm grateful to have that here
Cause I ain't been out the lab this year
Even had a pack of young cats give it a crack
And West Sydney we coming for the bag this year
And it's more than just rap this year
Sewed Tee's an now we gonna reap this year
An I'ma leave this here, to let it be known that we're gonna eat this year
West West