Lyrics

Every year,
Three artists
Emerge from the West
One from Inland,
One from the Bay,
And one
From Los Angeles
Each of them has their own West Side story
This
Is Lee Xantana's
Time's up
Say less, I'm out this bitch
Hurry up before I change my mind
My bad, my bad
You just caught me off guard a little bit
Go to the right
I ain't never coming back
Yeah alright
Alright, okay
Okayyy
Look, listen
You, you sure you don't want like,
No autograph or nothing like that, like yeah
You know
You gotta get them while you can
Aren't you a SoundCloud rapper or some shit
Wowww
Open the gates
You'll be back
SoundCloud rapper, all my shit on Apple Music and Spotify, the fuck
Where the fuck he at
What's the deal
You're finally out the cage, I see
Haha yeah bro, I'm trying to get as far away from this bitch as possible
I need a ride, bro
All right, bet. I'm on my way
All right, aye umm. You can do me a favor too
I think I might have missed the event, but there's supposed to be some shit with Lil Vada and AzChike
Do you think thats still like, a thing
All right
I don't know if I missed the event
I'ma make that call
All right, bet
Late
Written by: Laron Merriner
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