Lyrics: Trey Armstrong
Music: Trey Armstrong
Westside of my city
Shit get gritty
We don’t say no more
All I know is ppl in my past
We don’t talk no More
Promise ima get it to my last
Put my people on
This the type of music
That they blast
Was it worth it all
I know how you feel
When the seasons changed
Cause we connected on a summer day
And we fell off into the summer rain
I was nothing but a summer fling
Picture perfect on our way to dreams
How I let you get away from me
Still be tryna feel the vacancies
Back rubs ain’t the same to me
Now that I’m all in my bag now
Guess it’s just you in my past now
You gotta live in the background
Hold it down for the backs out
Cause you was in when your backs out
Heard you laying on your back now
Too addict to the trap style
It’s fake tits and some ass now
Gotta struggle in the background
That’s why I never lay my back down
Don’t act like I ain’t have your back now
Cause in them trenches
You get stretched out
My brother death
is what I’m stressed bout
My mother health
what I’m stressed bout
And my grandmas keep me stressed out
Cause they dealing with they health now
I had big dreams in a bando
But went to school
To keep my hands full
But now I’m working getting mando
So how the he’ll im suppose to stand for
Cause y’all keep taking
with your hands full
And I don’t make enough to dance too
Crazy thing I wanna live too
might slide on a late night
I bust a play while I penetrate
But she keep asking bout a dinner date
She want good dick and some real estate
Type of harpy make you numb to pain
I’m frank ocean with this novacanee
Dancing with devils on different days
Me and your music is not the same
You can’t kick it on the field I play
Same shit just a different day
Same vibe just a different face
Won’t get a house on a minimum
I pray to god they don’t sentence you
Man are them kids gunna remember you
Heard that you feel alone
(Sing)
I been feeling that my whole life
Had to put my feelings on strike
Westside of my city
Shit get gritty
We don’t say no more
All I know is ppl in my past
We don’t talk no More
Promise ima get it to my last
Put my people on
This the type of music
That they blast
Was it worth it all
Never followed
I was calling shit
Ask about me
I’m a different breed
A 9 to 5
ain’t enough for me
This world could never get the best of me You puppy chow Bitch I’m pedegree
Ain’t no looking for a better me
Cause I am the me that wanna be
Not tryna be gangsta on instagram
It’s pictures of money and guns now
And taking medicine is fun now
Aye what do you feel
On the come downs
At your moms house
On the front couch
Thinking oh shit how I get here
Funny cause you spend your nights here
Remember when you use to write here
Now they wanna throw your rights out
Working hard but still it’s lights outs
Ain’t no love in the colony
Hollowtip will make them follow me
A black man why they killing me
Different colors why they envy me
can’t be copied cuz my energy
Ask my demons may they Rest In Peace
A life sentence in a different state
All in my thoughts as I penetrate
Alll I wanted was a dinner date
Funny that I got to dinner late
But She still let me in her comfort space
And I was dealing with my own things
Is this the life that I planned for
I could be everything and more
She could be everything in war
I leave it all on the dance floor
Nd she just hoping that her man saw
Jealousy mixed with some Hennessy
You don’t want smoke with this potency
93 I’m on a great escape
To free my mind from this broken state
I need my mind in an open space
We can’t keep crying bout old days
Yea we all miss the old ye
Treating life like a board game