Ballad of the West

I’m always lookin for another way out and about

I’m addicted to the rush to feed the pain out

I’m always lookin for another way to stack a dolla

I try and holla for the other brotha down a little furtha

But I got to go, I got somewhere to be

I gotta make another track to make by the end of the week

So come look at me, I’m livin' sucka free

As I ball through the halls lookin for somethin to eat

I have mixed emotions when I, lay away

Just trying make the day for the homies that done passed away

Just doing my thing when I roll by

You be lookin at me like I’m the bad guy