Westside Bound 3 (feat. Joseph Chilliams)

And I'm from the part of the city that they don't be talkin' about, hey Austin my grandmama house, hey Madhouse on Madison, middle school graduate Coulda been traffickin' But I would rather do better than my uncle had it My head to the sky like a Jesse White backflip Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy And I'm from the part of the city that they don't be talkin' about Austin my grandmama house Madhouse on Madison, middle school graduate Coulda been traffickin' But I would rather do better than my uncle had it My head to the sky like a Jesse White backflip Slept on the palette Promise my momma I turn into palace My granny house is right where Wallace's Catfish Corner below and behold what is below zero And you watch someone spray at the corner And I will no longer eat norm' Used to hoop daily we thought we was Jordan He went on to high school but dropped out a junior I went to college, he went on a shooting He went on to juvi, I went on a tour Bicycle with the juice in the wheel, if you was a real nigga We wouldn't have to hit the kid proving yourself 'cause who really cares bout What side or block you reppin' Your whereabouts will keep you seperate I lost some niggas to some weapons That's why I'm walking like I'm welcome Hennessy bet they'll buy that Just to pour it on the curb We blinded like an eyepatch 'Til your boy is in a hearse "Where the Westside at?," Shouts the thugs, shouts the nerds Shouts the kids claiming Chiraq, know you was born in the 'burbs, boy Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy And I'm from the part of the city that they don't be talkin' about I gave the west side a new meaning I took it to the Europeans The police took my nigga freedom I probably be in there with him, 'cause honestly I think like all of my niggas And honestly I should've reached out to Twista Like "Ay bro I got one I need you on this one" Austin division ironic that that's the divide Below the poverty line My mother was on the southside Z-money told me it's fine I caught the bus off of pine I say my work double time Knock on wood, I have not ever been robbed but a few niggas tried, on the train on my way to school a couple times Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy Westside nigga go crazy And I'm from the part of the city I was sittin' on my front porch when I saw my first tittie Probably throw the west side up when i was 5, watching Pac dissin' Biggie Whole fit off of Madison Eating Uncle Reamus, f-ck a Whole Foods Shorty used to act like Stone Cold, flippin' niggas off, crackin' cold brews Westside prep was my old school The block was hot like Suzanne Somers Seen someone that got hit with a shotty walk a block while they shoot at his body Cops came, started lifted his body I went back to watching NickToons Watch it back when it's mid-June You could always be my big spoon Know you in the hood when you see the poles With the blue lights steady flashing like cheerleader clothes I remember letters in the first grade 'cause of GD's and Fours Mama speaking in code, tryna get a job at the store Never gonna get it like En Vogue All my Westside niggas go