WSTRN - WSTRN Season (Intro)

Morning, afternoon, evening
Next in sequence, WSTRN season
Started from the bottom, still on ends with demons
Where you can solve a puzzle with them pieces
Better hide the broomstick, feds doing sweeps
Bitches shallow when you swimming in the deep
Best believe it
Beast and if I hit the belly then my niggas eating
Still give thanks, that's why I inked it, see
Could all switch within a blink
The ice on water cause the drinks fire back
And at times react without thinking that's facts
Why my nigga act burdened on the wing
Ain't no chicken, if we lickin, we desire finer things
Take it higher like Mariah when she sing
Higher like the Rasta when him deh pon on higher bingie
Finger in the thingy, if a pussy try a ting
In the evening or the afternoon
Have them people mourning
I can't hear these rap niggas cah they boring
No phony, in my music was recording
Halfway crazy but I'm mourning
Can't turn back now, it's straightforward
It was written and envisioned and enforced
Still I feel the force-ish, bigger than me and you
That's why I read auras
We was playing peek-a-boo when we hopped in them Porsches
Round here, had them Rari's and them Lambos roaring
Funny how the money make you feel like you're im-
(You're im-, you're im-)

Run it back
Driving manual to pick him up, I'm coming back
Paranoid so I got my nigga lying on the backseat
Looking like I'm one up when we cutting through the backstreet
Madting, everyday I pray that I can make it home safe
Steal the case so I can kiss my two baby boys' face and my lady
Only thing that could ever change me is bloodline
Tryna take it back to the mainstream
You know me and my niggas we got the same dream
You know I got my soldiers, you know the Range in
One time for my bruddas that's love
We on the West side and we throwin' up dubs
We ain't never shown the other side love

(In my zone aye, aye, aye, aye)
I wasn't ready for half of the shit I been through
I stay sparring, ain't nothin' new
Had to risk my life for a change
Then I changed, man I changed
I could tell you 'bout the pain and again
They gon' love you when you laying in that coffin
I took some fake advice from some real bosses
It feel good to win, but can't forget the losses
And that L you take be turning into gossip
I stay celebrating with the boys same way
When we land, we crash the party like "mayday"
I need to get my head straight so I vacate
I stay spinning on these niggas like beyblade
Putting work in the west side, so putting time in the g town
Pray so hard for this shit, man I got down my knees man
Same shit, if I get the bag then I'm bringing all my woes with me
Didn't see the vision from beginning then you really can't roll with me
They thought that I was moving solo
I'm with my nigga fresh home looking bolo
They try to snap me but this vision ain't no gopro
I'm running with some apes but this ain't no mojo...Jojo
Seeing all this shit in slo mo'
I run with real niggas, we never break the bro code
Nuttin' ain't changed, now you see me with the same team

You know I got my soldiers, you know the regime
One time for my bruddas that's love
On the west side throwin' up dubs
We ain't never shown the other side love
Love
Love

Morning, afternoon, evening
Next in sequence, wstrn season
Season, season, season, season
You see this WSTRN ting yeah, undeniable
All these man sound so local, but WSTRN sound global
Like they just got the vibes you know what I mean
It started this whole wave
(It's WSTRN season)

Written by:
Akelle Charles, Louis-Rae Beadle, Neil Aaron Huntley, Ras Haile Emmanuel Alexander, Ras Kassa Alexander

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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