Symba (USA)
Westside Story
[Intro]
When you reach different levels
In crowd
(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Big boss, Sym', look, yeah (Cannon)
[Verse 1]
I got some n***as that I love but they don’t know no better (They don't know no better)
We both grown but they ain't knowin’ that we can't grow together (Grow together)
'Cause where I'm goin' they ain't goin' so we can't go together (Nah)
N***as talkin’ like I changed but shit, they know me better, it’s whatever
See, they don't understand when you reach different levels
You become a rebel who adjusts to whatever whenever
Tryna get to Heaven while on Earth so we can’t never settle
'Cause once the cards shuffle you end up dealing with different devils
Swear that's why I never go back and forth with the debatin'
N***as never understand they role until somebody take it
While you sittin’ around who said you had to wait on me to make it?
Y'all n***as need patience, quit plottin' on expectations (Woo)
N***as get so caught up in all the self-preservation (What they do?)
Then wonder why they never reach their fucking destination (Mm, mm, mm)
They try to pull you down once they see you elevatin' (Yeah)
N***as'll say anything except congratulations
[Chorus]
Y'all n***as hate though
I come from a city where n***as had to struggle for the shine, oh
Lot of n***as chase it but don't make it, yeah, we hear it all the time
Oh, these stories come from the heart
These stories come from our scars
Oh, these stories come from the heart
These stories come from the scars
[Verse 2]
I got some n***as that I love but they don't know no better
They tried to keep me in that hole, thought I'd be broke forever
I used to promise all my partners that I'd never change
And shit, I didn't, n***as just don't look at me the same
But I can't even blame 'em, I don't look at shit the same either
When you try to deal with pain yo' ass gon' learn some shit they can't teach ya
Feel a ways when they can't reach ya, but dawg, I got the same number
Daughter on the way and I'll be damned if I let 'em take her from me, uh
'Cause back when me and Trey just had fifteen and couldn't make a dollar
We ain't had no whip, we borrowed that Camry from his mama
I was on my shit, it's in my blood, I got that from my father
I could see the future, I knew I'd be fuckin' up some commas
Sym' told me, "Cash, go ahead and switch the style up"
Big dog, I'm gon' make these n***as turn the dial up
Camba Ave, if Bishop was alive, he would be proud, huh?
When you been through hell and back you start to look at life like now what?
[Chorus]
Y'all n***as hate though
I come from a city where n***as had to struggle for the shine, oh
Lot of n***as chase it but don't make it, yeah, we hear it all the time
Oh, these stories come from the heart
These stories come from our scars
Oh, these stories come from the heart
These stories come from the scars, oh