Lyrics

West Coast Royalty II

We got unfinished business like

I write it over to a beat, mind over matter

I’m thinking I'm hungry
I need more money to afford
More than lunch meat.

And a fool in these streets don’t eat nothing but fast food
Having stomach pain.

I’m saying I’m getting mine player to player all the while they’re saying life ain’t fair?

But I got to afford my own space and air.’

UNTETHERED to these Cell Towers

Without these Systemic WATCH Towers.

And I’ve given my flowers to the Rap Culture.
Yet too many fraudulent wannabe Rap Names
Everything in between from a Fake Emcee f’ng off the G.A.M.E.

FROM

Everything

CANCEL CULTURE

TO stereotypical Audiences

To fill an Auditorium for the fans that really identify with it or want to be it.

Blow 1 to the wind and still afford a room at the Wynn.

And still get it to The END.

I’m in it to the end to make each END- Meet week to week and still have enough to stash,
Cold hard CASH. By the bundle wrapped up in a rubber band.

2 of them twisted to my wrist.

Acutrament's of a D-Boy
Bagging UP the Dough,
I’m about my Bread Loafs.
I'm tripping
Off Sativa and Hydro.

Sitting around too much on that INDO?

While it Creeps ( IN. ) I’m not trippin’ on much but on how to gather another lick.

Don’t confuse me for an opportunist?
Looking DEEP like an Optometrist.
I’m prepared and ready for the perfect time...
Line for line to the beat with a rhyme.

Catch you like a crime matched to your identity.
Steady with it
Ready and deadly
With it.

And you a trip jumping on my jock?

If you made the team,
You’d just be a mascot.

I’m

Down for mine like business back in the day with a dirty 9
I’m on my hustle.
On the grind

Made for the jungle.
Pass that b*tch my way?
And I’m a tuck it and run it.

F*ck a fumble.

On any given day we can G O play for play, run a skirmish or get into a scuffle
I’m serving

Ghetto narratives slumping by the get go.

2019 to 2024

He’s a Johnny come lately.

I been doing my thang, everyday for the pay G.

Like your neighborhood D Dealer,

Make them pay for their own
Problems.
Snuff em out with the Problem Solver
38 Spesh.
5 shot revolver.

Going round foe round like 1 LIVE
Round in the chamber.
5 shot cylinder.

Brains FRIED for dinner.

I’m a DARK Angel

Skinning $nakes ALIVE.

(805) find it in your liquor store freezer.

Buy yourselves some cubed ice, bag it for a trip.

Abyss16, DEEP like these D’s in your mouth.

Pleasant Valley Park

Scrapper, Night time high catcher.

Venus fly trapper.

Casanova a REAL “P.”

Take me for granted and laugh but your lady dreams about me.