They think they know
About the west side of Melb
But they aint know shit till
You lived on my side of town
I was born and raised
In mighty west
I was often clinchin em ropes
Man I Had to hold my own
Till I joined the scene
Had my mindset
Goin slow
Seen a brother stabbed
Right in front me
It was often hard to cope
It was a neighbour hood
That was comin up
With the junkies slamming that coke
But I wasnt stickin around
Keepin my head
Inside of them books
The memories are comin out
Im weavin my head
And dodgin em hooks
They callin me wreck it ralph
Cos im causin a scene
Everywhere that I go
My hittas be laughin now
They doubted us
I let it be known
That I be realest out
Let my guard never
Im playin these fools
Im clever
Im workin it hard
And im grindin it out
I be solvin the probs
Like trevor
You reap what you sow
So I sow what I reap
I could save up and cop me a rari
But what is the point if my family dont eat
I dont do shit for no fake friends
These people who like to pretend
That they really down to ride
And end up using you to in the end
What is the point if my bustin my ass
Tryna make me a life and succeed
And hittas around me just riding my wave
Just tryna get in with the greed
Tell me who fed me when I had none
I dont break my bread with the ones who run
You turned your back
And you changed your mind
Had me thinkin youre day one
Let my guard never
Playin these fools
Im clever
Im workin it hard
And im grindin it out
I be solvin the probs
Like trevor
No words
They think they know
About the west side of melb
But you aint know shit till
You lived on my side of town
You can mixed up real quick
In the wrong sorta crowds
You aint know shit till you
Lived on my side of town
Gang members on gang members
Meetin up
With these gang bangers
Us vs you
You vs us
See who'll come out last
Runnin away from the scene
With the shank in my hand
The criminals are at large
It wasnt the life for me
Dipped when I had the chance
Didnt want my hands in that blood
My boy let off a few shots at his head
Emptied the rest of the clip on his friends
He caught one
He caught 10
The damage was done
The message was sent
Now we run from the feds
We just ran from the feds
We just ran from the feds
No words
If he gets done for
He gon snitch
But thats on himself
Not the brothers he with
He was holding it down
Got thrown with the pigs
Never meant to
Put me in such a sitch
Now I just sit here
Reminisce
Free up Jono
Got sent up to syd
The west side of melbourne
Be holding it down
Steppin up to the plate
Aint no watchin like pigs
No disrespect
But we cleaning up all the mess
The cops doing they buisness
We hand all of the rest
No disrespect
But we cleaning up all the mess
The cops doing they buisness
We hand all of the rest
No words
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They think they know
About the west side of Melb
But they aint know shit till
You lived on my side of town
I was born and raised
In mighty west
I was often clinchin em ropes
Man I Had to hold my own
Till I joined the scene
Had my mindset
Goin slow
Seen a brother stabbed
Right in front me
It was often hard to cope
It was a neighbour hood
That was comin up
With the junkies slamming that coke
But I wasnt stickin around
Keepin my head
Inside of them books
The memories are comin out
Im weavin my head
And dodgin em hooks
They callin me wreck it ralph
Cos im causin a scene
Everywhere that I go
My hittas be laughin now
They doubted us
I let it be known
That I be realest out
Let my guard never
Im playin these fools
Im clever
Im workin it hard
And im grindin it out
I be solvin the probs
Like trevor
You reap what you sow
So I sow what I reap
I could save up and cop me a rari
But what is the point if my family dont eat
I dont do shit for no fake friends
These people who like to pretend
That they really down to ride
And end up using you to in the end
What is the point if my bustin my ass
Tryna make me a life and succeed
And hittas around me just riding my wave
Just tryna get in with the greed
Tell me who fed me when I had none
I dont break my bread with the ones who run
You turned your back
And you changed your mind
Had me thinkin youre day one
Let my guard never
Playin these fools
Im clever
Im workin it hard
And im grindin it out
I be solvin the probs
Like trevor
No words
They think they know
About the west side of melb
But you aint know shit till
You lived on my side of town
You can mixed up real quick
In the wrong sorta crowds
You aint know shit till you
Lived on my side of town
Gang members on gang members
Meetin up
With these gang bangers
Us vs you
You vs us
See who'll come out last
Runnin away from the scene
With the shank in my hand
The criminals are at large
It wasnt the life for me
Dipped when I had the chance
Didnt want my hands in that blood
My boy let off a few shots at his head
Emptied the rest of the clip on his friends
He caught one
He caught 10
The damage was done
The message was sent
Now we run from the feds
We just ran from the feds
We just ran from the feds
No words
If he gets done for
He gon snitch
But thats on himself
Not the brothers he with
He was holding it down
Got thrown with the pigs
Never meant to
Put me in such a sitch
Now I just sit here
Reminisce
Free up Jono
Got sent up to syd
The west side of melbourne
Be holding it down
Steppin up to the plate
Aint no watchin like pigs
No disrespect
But we cleaning up all the mess
The cops doing they buisness
We hand all of the rest
No disrespect
But we cleaning up all the mess
The cops doing they buisness
We hand all of the rest
No words
About the west side of Melb
But they aint know shit till
You lived on my side of town
I was born and raised
In mighty west
I was often clinchin em ropes
Man I Had to hold my own
Till I joined the scene
Had my mindset
Goin slow
Seen a brother stabbed
Right in front me
It was often hard to cope
It was a neighbour hood
That was comin up
With the junkies slamming that coke
But I wasnt stickin around
Keepin my head
Inside of them books
The memories are comin out
Im weavin my head
And dodgin em hooks
They callin me wreck it ralph
Cos im causin a scene
Everywhere that I go
My hittas be laughin now
They doubted us
I let it be known
That I be realest out
Let my guard never
Im playin these fools
Im clever
Im workin it hard
And im grindin it out
I be solvin the probs
Like trevor
You reap what you sow
So I sow what I reap
I could save up and cop me a rari
But what is the point if my family dont eat
I dont do shit for no fake friends
These people who like to pretend
That they really down to ride
And end up using you to in the end
What is the point if my bustin my ass
Tryna make me a life and succeed
And hittas around me just riding my wave
Just tryna get in with the greed
Tell me who fed me when I had none
I dont break my bread with the ones who run
You turned your back
And you changed your mind
Had me thinkin youre day one
Let my guard never
Playin these fools
Im clever
Im workin it hard
And im grindin it out
I be solvin the probs
Like trevor
No words
They think they know
About the west side of melb
But you aint know shit till
You lived on my side of town
You can mixed up real quick
In the wrong sorta crowds
You aint know shit till you
Lived on my side of town
Gang members on gang members
Meetin up
With these gang bangers
Us vs you
You vs us
See who'll come out last
Runnin away from the scene
With the shank in my hand
The criminals are at large
It wasnt the life for me
Dipped when I had the chance
Didnt want my hands in that blood
My boy let off a few shots at his head
Emptied the rest of the clip on his friends
He caught one
He caught 10
The damage was done
The message was sent
Now we run from the feds
We just ran from the feds
We just ran from the feds
No words
If he gets done for
He gon snitch
But thats on himself
Not the brothers he with
He was holding it down
Got thrown with the pigs
Never meant to
Put me in such a sitch
Now I just sit here
Reminisce
Free up Jono
Got sent up to syd
The west side of melbourne
Be holding it down
Steppin up to the plate
Aint no watchin like pigs
No disrespect
But we cleaning up all the mess
The cops doing they buisness
We hand all of the rest
No disrespect
But we cleaning up all the mess
The cops doing they buisness
We hand all of the rest
No words
Writer: Feao Isoa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid