Westside Til I Die (feat. Rina & Cassandra Vasquez)

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David Diaz Jr.

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Rolling
Westside we roll on Daytons
Westside we roll on D's
We be rolling
Westside we roll on Daytons
We stay rolling
Westside we roll on D's
Westside
Westside
Westside
Westside
Westside

Westside till I die I'm a hustler for life
Gold and chrome thirteens all on my mind
Low-riders and music been getting all of my time
I'm a solo rider baby that's my style
Soon as I get it painted black I might need a strap
Cause in the wicked westside it's on like that
Ride all the way to East Los floating on bags
Acting like I'm broke but I got bread fool relax
See me on my skateboard and they assume I'm doing bad
If I don't leave the pad to free my mind I'll go mad
Everything's changing my fam moving far away
I'm still writing rhymes in the same old place
I always been a dreamer I switched to realistic
I'm too real to blow they don't want that realism
No I'm not lifted I'm just running from the spirit
Nothing lasts forever these thoughts that got me tripping
We moving in circles till our life is required
Thinking if I should say my first prayer of the day
Every Sunday sit before the throne with my shame
I ain't going hard enough I been lacking in my faith
It's been over six years since the day I got saved
Deep down everyday I wonder if I'm gonna stay
Getting colder and colder protect me from the rain
I don't want to keep loving when they treat me like nothing
I know some be judging trying not to think of it
Nobody in my life is here to stay
They'll be gone tomorrow if they're here today

Resurrect through the birth of my seed is all a dream
I don't know if it'll happen a baby with my genes
I love my homie's kids like they my own
I wish somebody needed me and I wasn't alone
A few girls have told me that they needed me before
I don't believe them no more I don't want your body or your baggage
I used to think I did but now I'm better off without it
Breathing in these vapors when my mind's already cloudy
The future's all uncertain love is in my memory
Buried six feet currency has my energy
Murder greed promiscuity that's what's real to me
They portray spiritual heights that I can never reach
Grind till I'm riding with a ragtop in the backseat
Of a black sixty-three on triple gold thirteens
Even when we're apart we can both always see the moon
So if you ever miss me look up at it I'll be watching too

Westside till I die I'm a hustler for life
Westside till I die I'm a hustler for life
Gold and chrome thirteens all on my mind
Gold and chrome thirteen all on my mind
Westside till I die I'm a hustler for life
Westside till I die I'm a hustler for life
Gold and chrome thirteens all on my mind
Gold and chrome thirteen all on my mind

Ride slip and slide midnight black when I drive
I don't fear when I fly because I'm ready to die
Still peaceful in the face of the reaper I'll close my eyes
Killuminati through my body I'm hypnotized
Seven billion lives that I'm surrounded by
None of them can take my judgement for me when it's time
Pro clubs Dickies and chucks tatted up
Stress pain trials in my life add them up
It's hard to explain peace and depression are the same
They morph together when you start hoping for things to change
Word to Yelohill I almost gave up on my passion
I want people to feel me I ain't too much into flashing
My mom tatted on my arm but she moved out the state
My pops taught me how to be a man and elevate
It's kind of sad lately I barely even pray
If you a real one throw one up for me today

Westside till I die Ima hustle for mine
Westsdie till I die I won't leave it behind
Steady striving for peace Ima struggle for mine
Giving you the real I ain't telling no lies
I want to see my goddaughter grow and be by her side
And I need more bounce to the ounce when I ride
Westside till I die I'm a hustler for life
Gold and chrome thirteens all on my mind

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