Lyrics: Raheim Blair
Music: Raheim Blair
This shit getting dirty, I might just teach em a lesson.
And I told them don’t worry cause I keep me a smith&wesson.
And you know I don’t talk cause they only get one if you let em.
and I roll up one more cause I’m seeing the fake and it’s telling.
It’s the Wild West, they hearing the truth and it hurt.
It’s the Wild West, could never keep ya back turned.
You make that mistake, better hope you can deal with a burn.
And when I’m feeling down, I’m praying I make the right turn.
It’s been a curse, you hoping for all of the worse.
Maybe you got it all wrong. Maybe you ain’t do ya research.
And I gotta long way but I been in the field with the birds.
And you in the wrong lane, better take a step back and observe.
It’s the Wild West, I’m hoping you hearing me clearly.
It’s the Wild West, better speak with your chest and don’t fear me.
And when you feeling down, I’m praying to god that you hearing me.
Feel like it’s a stand off, when I turn round I’m making it bang.
I got precision with aim.
Crazy how shit could just change.
But I gotta pick up the pace, you know it’s no time to just waste.
This shit getting dirty, I might just teach em a lesson.
And you know I don’t worry cause I keep me a smith&wesson.
And you know I don’t talk cause they only get one if you let em.
and I roll up one more cause I’m seeing the fake and it’s telling.
It’s the Wild West, they hearing the truth and it hurt.
It’s the Wild West, could never keep ya back turned.
You make that mistake, better hope you can deal with a burn.
And when I’m feeling down, I’m praying I make the right turn.