CLUB

Lyrics

[Intro: Jon Keith] Aight, hold on Hold on, ayy [Chorus: Jon Keith & Miles Minnick] Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut) So I gotta do it right, California, what's up? Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh) God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!) So I gotta do it right, California, what's up? [Verse 1: Jon Keith] Welcome to your wake up call, time to change your top ten Me, I let 'em see the flaws, you're photoshoppеd and cropped in Ever since Hammеrshaw, me and God been locked in And since I got the King involved, I don't know where my opps been, where y'all at? Spirit been speakin' through me, Daygo, let's make a movie Demons can't move me, I'm rock solid like King Bumi My Padre been makin' hits, I'm battin' a hundred, truly Luci, get out my face, I said "I don't need a groupie" The hate gettin' shot down, the game is on lockdown The Pharisees on my page, well, welcome to block town Since gettin' washed out, lil' homie's lost now My family locked up, this prayer all I got now We took it from ten and milly, feel like I got no Achilles You heff and went poppin' pillies 'cause we 'bout to slap 'em silly Yo, this is the Renaissance, you already know the Dyllie Cali is getting chilly, for real [Chorus: Jon Keith & Miles Minnick] Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut) So I gotta do it right, California, what's up? Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh) God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!) So I gotta do it right, California, what's up? [Verse 2: Miles Minnick] Hey, welcome to your alarm clock, I'ma change the big three Been busy, on DND, bro, I know you been seein' me Now you throwin' shots on your IG Live, but they miss me How you hate from outside the club when you could've got in for free? Wanna narc out all the way to the border Call up Rosco's but they already know the order, yeah (Yeah) Reppin' West Coast, yeah, way before the Drake beef Followed God's plan then he seein' where it take me Pedro resident, young garage rapper (Rapper) You be chasin' fantasies, you're a mirage-grabber (Grabber) West Indies club off-limit to all cappers (All cappers) Caught 'em sneakin' in, they look like they saw Casper I done turned a dollar to a dream, look what He done to me (Done) Young child of God, and He fought for the custody (Cus') It's low-key kinda crazy how they think the street discussin' me (Yeah) Put my brothers on, now we buzzin' like a honeybee [Chorus: Jon Keith & Miles Minnick] Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (In the cut) So I gotta do it right, California, what's up? Ayy, welcome to the club, West Indies up Whole gang getting pressed, Heaven keep on showing love (Uh, uh) God put hands on my life, bro, I grew up in the cut (Yee!) So I gotta do it right, California, what's up?