WEST SYDE DRAGON Lyrics

Ok I flip the tone

Cause sometimes I need songs like this to condone

Mental problems I got

So why not, jot it into a track, then flip the page?

On the old chapter of life, one thing I can't scratch

I swear I've seen the face of the lord, straight from the sword

I'm running toward the mic 'cause now I gotta record

-and with this chord, I afford to get more money for my wings

Look at this soared, from before, now past tense cause I flew!

Ok you settled with the big beefing bosses up top

But how you forget the underground who has trouble tryna drop? Ahh!

I'm hungry, I'm so hungry, empty plate? This shit so lovey

Fill these fucking buckets with my tears, this to new school for muskets

Ehh

Now we've got Glocks, AK's, and Nines but them ain't the real killer

If you've got evil intentions, then you the problem feel it?

So break em' ,bust em' ,build your walls back up then reinforce em'

Life's too short for that same desk job, use these words to grow and source them

Feeling so fresh and brand new, it's like I'm reborn

Prolly cause I faced my demons, soon as I left home

Well actually I got kicked out, but we can't talk about it

Nah fuck it that's old past shit, so I'll save it for the deluxe

Instead I'll front about it, push it down then choke about it

That's generalized, clear these foggy goggles, use my eyes

I stopped the lies, but wasn't enough to stop goodbyes

Adios fake homies, I hope karma come cut you to size!

(Karma come cut you to size!)

(Karma come cut you to size!)

Nah!

Ok this industry is hard when you is independent

But please don't stop pushing yourself if you've got good intentions

Some evil doers, run this world, tryna' bring the stress in

We need good souls like your own, to come and put an end to tension

Call me Lil Lotus the way I'm always changing young blood

Ayo spread love, detox off your bullshit smoke this bud

We spilling blood instead, the high amounts could cause a flood

I'm from the Mitten, with the west side fire

Call me west side dragon imma make the fakes retire

Utilize my tools, my name, and then I'll reignite the flame

All you freeloaders put out, I hope your pockets filled with shame

Always been good at reading people, it don't matter your appearance if you kind I'll treat you equal

I'm preaching from the steeple, at the highest of heights, my words is lethal

My looks may seem passive, but I've got talons like an Eagle, ya dig me?

Y'all too worried bout' who 'gone be the next Pac and it's filthy

Be your own individual, then your soul is wealthy

Still I'm Zealous and I'm feeling rebellious

You know I'm speaking to my city and it always got me reckless

Huh!

I changed my tone up in under 10 years ain't here to play

Most you punks would see my mindset and say "you tryna trade?"

Nah lil pussy 'cause imma keep my style,

Dawg I'll forge a path of gold even if it takes awhile

Uhh!