West - Ivy Sole

First crush was the preacher’s son

First punch was Chelsea, that’s my round got her back til kingdom come

At BAC we was the freshest, smartest, since kindergarten, pardon my pompous

But my circumstances should’ve had me dearly departed

We were starved for opportunity and begging for immunity

From violence we never started, from trauma that we ain’t seek

Moving units with cardiac, varsity how we run it back

That black and teal and purple color my blood and color my speech

I do this for myself, for my my family and the four

For the west who knows me best, since I sleeping on the floor

See, I’ve been watching family die since the tender age of 8

So I’ve been scraping funds together, we been tryna make a way

Grandma worked at Krispy Kreme so we been about the dough

Played AAU for years and I thought I was going pro

But the books they opened doors that court never could

And I’m standing here today when no one thought I would

You can catch me 'round the way, I ain’t hard to find

Oakley did it for the city, Imma do it for the side

The south it raised a lover, on the west I learned to fight

If you come around my way, I’ll show you both gimme a night

You don’t my city like I know my queen

Country cackalacking with diamond in the back

A string of pearl around yo neckbone, collards with the biscuit

Picket fence we ain’t got em but just listen

We just need that price’s chicken, catching movies at northlake

Getting kicked out of southpark, playing ball by where you stay

Walking past the Dub C on the way to your place

Lincoln heights and Arbor Glen to me both got the same face (yeah)

Football games at Big I or Harding or POB

Battle of Allegheny dodging bullets and police

Cop a tray from Cookout, 85 off sugar creek

Rest my head on park road, take a sip and catch the breeze

Now I’m westing out on market street

After dark see treasure troves of Black folk living life like it’s the last one

we gon ever know

Packed my bags six years ago, might pack 'em once again

Headed west for gold like olden days 'til I find the gems within

You can catch me 'round the way, I ain’t hard to find

Oakley did it for the city, Imma do it for the side

The south it raised a lover, on the west I learned to fight

If you come around my way, I’ll show you both gimme a night

One time for the west, two times for the west, three times for the west

Four times for the muthafuckin' 4

One time for the west, two times for the west, three times for the west

Four times for the muthafuckin' 4 nigga