Somethin' 'Bout the West Coast

Lyrics

[Intro] I once was the problem Now I am the solution I don't need no cop to police my neighborhood, when I saw it myself Together we can take back our streets That's for the love of the community and for the love of my fellow brothers Ain't nobody lookin' out for us but us Ain't nobody lookin' out for us but us Ain't nobody lookin' out for us but us Ain't nobody lookin' out for us but us [Verse 1: Paris] It's something about the west coast Hustlas on that let's go resist and represent though Let the tech blow, ride for oppressed souls Die for the right to know, liberation of my folks Holdin' court in the streets, neighborhood respect Gangland truce music beast Keep the heat for the ones deservin', only for the ones that hurt us Only for the ones that try to undermine our people's purpose Thank you for your service This hard truth slappin' shit is not intended for the nervous Not intended for the coons or the racists, no safe spaces Just embrace the hate that them devils gave us Channel it and handle our opponents Knowin' how to grow us into soldiers is my only onus Focused rage translated into action Nation-building with my comrades is the passion [Chorus: Ms. Monét] It's funny what you see When you're ridin' through the streets reflectin' on all the lessons You learn on the path to becoming OG Things really ain't what they used to be So excuse me as I give a little game for free [Verse 2: Paris] Still mobbin', minus pullin' pistol on my people as an option Taking it back to boulders from the shoulders straight squabbin' Bringin' back composure with the locstas no dosha Just focused, no hopelessness over this Police rollin' on us over some bogus quota shit Banks with the homeowners hustle foreclosure shit Politicians posted like they don't notice the homelessness You know I got a bone to pick, you know I'm letting them know what's going on with this Moment in time and space Collide my rhymes with bass and it's murder was the case P-Dog came to lace my loved ones On how it's hell being black and young, I once was But now I push this OG status, no beef crackin' More retreats goin' towards promotin' peace It's crazy how these woke and enlightened muthafuckas got all the answers But ain't got no reputation in these streets, it's deep, see Now we can funk up in the streets or we can get this money Pull up on 'em with the heat or we can get this money Continue livin' like a sheep or we can get this money Only a mark would think this gettin' money shit is funny A crucial element to empowerment in this country I ain't tryin to see the homies as monkeys for companies Fuck waiting on some crooked culture vulture dollars It's about increasin' knowledge and achievin' scholarship Spread love it's the Bay way, no AK spray Just payday plays, I stay straight-laced Informationed up on how to make a buck These streets said drop a great one so I gave 'em one With somethin' you can slap bones too Shoot dice to, recite due Miranda rights if one time slide through Hard truth you know what it is Rest In Peace George Floyd, Nia Wilson, free Mumia, fuck the pigs