West made me

Yeah, yeah

We ain’t new to this…

Keys talk slick, bass walk thick

Let’s go

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Stepped in the game with a grip like Dre

Clean white tee, still make 'em sway

Chrome on the rim, got the sun in my face

And the past in the rear, no time to waste

Talk facts, I ain’t here to pretend

From the block to the top, I don't follow no trend

West made me, now the beat do too

Every bar that I drop got that sunroof view

Piano on loop, that’s the anthem vibe

Every line like a ride down the 405

Got no chain, but my name got weight

And I walk like a king when I step through gates

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This that bounce, this that Westcoast wave

Still got heat when the sky turn grey

Roll that dream in a chrome ashtray

We don’t follow the game, we pave the way

(Repeat with adlibs: “Yeah, we pave it... never fade it... stay upgraded…”)

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This ain’t about fame, it’s about foundation

Old soul with a new-school cadence

Talk slick but I walk it first

I was raised where the pavement hurts

No stress, just cruise with a mind on gold

Let the beat say the words I never told

Still that kid with a pad and plan

Now I toast to the wins with a open hand

Keys still knock, no need to flex

Got respect in the game, no need for checks

Just a pen, a vibe, and a westside lane

And a sound so smooth, make ’em spell my name

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This that bounce, this that Westcoast wave

Still got heat when the sky turn grey

Roll that dream in a chrome ashtray

We don’t follow the game, we pave the way

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Yeah, I came from nothin’ but a beat and a prayer

Now the world ride slow when my tracks in the air

Ain’t no gimmick, just groove and guts

And a Westside loop you can’t interrupt

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We out here…

No cap, just craft

West made me, and the beat still lasts…