NEVA LEFT Lyrics

We three different shades, different names, that's the crew

Baby we done immigrated but done came from different roots

We some Fremont babies from the bay but we ain't new

Yeah these liquors stores is boarded up, but test scores is cool

This my city, this my hometown

Hills pretty, we so brown

Play a beat then we slow it down

Then we kill it quick, Nicole Brown

Don't leave your window rolled down

Lights green? Go now

High speeds, we light trees

And push packs that's so loud

Underfunded schools didn't phase the education

Success is in my veins and my blood cause I'm Asian

We from the 5-1-0, yea we like to trump racists

Mini-sideshows in BART stations

Got a lot of squares repping gangs but they faking

We don't rep sets, though we got them car break-ins

Pull up to the Popeyes and get the fries Cajun

The service is the worst so you know the food amazing

We was getting high for us to get above the lows

While them white boys get high to get higher than before

Have to keep it on the real, I ain't never keep a pole

But I keep my car locked cause they keep you on your toes

We some Fremont rappers, keep the heat on rappers

Bed bugs in your sheet, so you can't sleep on rappers

Minorities roll deep, demographics gone backwards

We down with white people but we can't stand crackers

Zero on my clipper card, still got on the bus though

Had some Oscar-winners acting hard, but they fluff though

No gangbangers, but the PD was cutthroat

They flashing blue and red, two glocks and they bust both

Only opps we really gots the KKK

They saying all we talk about is race, call us Tay-K

I'm never taking no breaks till payday

Now we up, no mayday

Was staying up, I'd stay late, I stay straight

I'm steady on our goals cause we really got the vision

I'm taking all the No's and the hate on my chin it's

What I do, what we do, I'm hitting hard like Creed do

A cracker wanna try me then it gonna end like Creed 2

Then I put a hit out on this beat too

Put up middle fingers to King Chuck, we don't bleed blue

Don't tote guns, don't hold guns, we don't need to

You from the Bay, but don't know Too $hort? We don't believe you

From the 510, we a lil preppy

I done went to 925, but I'm still repping

Still on the real for my peoples, so I'm still stepping

Put my dawgs first, and me, said I'm still second

Mac Dre and E-40 in the playlist

Make the right choices like (yup) you gon play this

Rolled up like some papers, showed up with that greatness

My boy got a Mazda like coke cause that bass hits

Fremont to Oakland to San Jose boy

Newark and Union City, that's the bay boy

Shoutout Frisco, shoutout San Mateo

Alameda, EPA, and Vallejo

Antioch, Hayward and the rest though

But if you born in Pleasanton then you not one of us bro

I neva left, neva left

I don't lean to the right, I just lean to the left

I neva left, neva left

And I'll never lean right, yea that mean I neva left

I neva left, neva left

I don't lean to the right, I just lean to the left

I neva left, neva left

Neva left, neva left, I never-