From the Westside With Love

[Intro]

Ayy

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Thinking 'bout Hussle, everyday I miss him

That therapy is cool, but it will not fix him

Raised Catholic, learned to embrace opposition

I couldn't dare leave the fam without a pot to piss in

All that slick hating I turned to motivation

Room in the private suite, I got two friends waiting

Never skip a payment, Baccarat the fragrance

I couldn't buy a house in Georgia, man, them people racist

I love Atlanta though, been through Orlando

South Carolina, Bojangles, get it to go

I'm fifty a show and fifty is low

Cop took me to county when he found the pole

Ten bands later, DA let it go

I'm sitting in a cell like what if I was broke?

Twelve hours later I was riding dubs

Tell Eric Garcetti, "I did it with love"

[Interlude]

I did it with love

I did it with love

[Verse 2]

I'm not superstitious, all my co-defendants

Down to fuck over whoever go against us

All I know is get it, women photogenic

Monolithic in depth, I got a good feeling

I'm just doing God's work, watching Nas work

Still got love for the game, I'm a student first

Maybe I'll get married, shit, and break the curse

Have you ever had to sign a hundred shirts?

I really don't be tryna charge for a verse

I do this shit so easy, sometime it hurt

I could make a fortune wit' your lunch money

You just gotta tell me what you want from me

The big homie Tweet built the low-low truck

'57 Bel-Air so you know what's up

Isaiah like Mustard if I do recall

I'll be drinking Rosé on the day I fall

With all my family pictures all over the hall

Some ganja in the air, playing Peter Tosh

I Uber Eats Hungry Joe's for the jerk

I hope this statement follow me to the dirt

[Outro]

From the Westside with love

Yah

With love, with love

(What up Oose?)