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sevin – still da west lyrics

[brotha ruff]
brotha ruff
royal family
hogmob
yay
god in my heart yeah i know i’m blessed
haha
don’t get it twisted
man it’s still the west

west side
mobbin

[hook: brotha ruff]
god in my heart yeah i know i’m blessed
but don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west
don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west
don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west
god in my heart yeah i know i’m blessed
but don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west
don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west
don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west

[verse 1: brotha ruff]
sacramento california born and raised
shout out to the real ones that paved the way
bangin on the remo set almost seven days
gospel centered more than easter sunday
shout out to my relly cb on the keys
coolin younger on his knees in the sea
my baby brother clipper game nasty
shout out to brynn and stafford for believing in me
baptized young but i hit the streets
my momma wasn’t dumb knew i hot the streets
she bout to kick me out but i drop cheese
then she had a big ol’ smile then i went to sleep
man momma kept us at church
then i was at school i had to put in work
squabble in the field left ’em in the dirt
bible in the backpack went to work

[verse 2: brotha ruff]
yeah
ypww tuesday
young people willing worker on a school day
i used to sit in detention a zit b-mpy face
more color ?? on a sports bottle ninth grade
choir rehearsal wednesday and sat-rday
i felt suicidal but i didn’t want the pain
so i went to my grandmomma
she started to pray
she said i know it’s hard baby let god have his way
started a ministry with one of the homies
he blew his noodles out and left four shorties
i slipped into depression didn’t n-body know it
i always kept em guessing cuz i never showed it
clutchin on a forty throwin’ back a forty
got me three divorces before i was forty
just like ??? russell was the love up on me
drop a broken vessel reppin californie

[verse 3: sevin]
aye
aye
yeah
bay born sacramento raised
i was just a acorn back up in them days
when i was young i had dreams of standing on center stage
but my criminal schemes landed me in a cage
my momma used to pray that i don’t go to h-ll
and i know my papa hate it when i go to jail
on sunday they was draggin’ me to church
on monday i’m up before the sun baggin’ me some work
yeah
i’m tying off the baggy like a tourniquet
stash in the dashboard
making sure the burner fit
the neighbors used to say i was a evil kid
but every day i pray before i leave the crib
the devil’s lurkin’ so i hope i don’t get caught up
i chose to be a gangsta ain’t the way that i was brought up
but the pain that i was feelin’
make me wanna put this thang to my brain
while i’m chillin’
suicidal
i’m sippin’ codeine
thumbin’ through the bible
hoping for forgiveness cuz i know i’m fitna
shoot a rival
worshipping the game like you do an idol
the church ain’t been the same
since my crew’s arrival
ugh
i give the lord every bit of the glory
for bringing me through this horror story
for really foo
i’m still from the park n-gg- what it do?
from the west and i’m blessed n-gg- what is you?

still still the west
don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west
don’t get it twisted mane it’s still the west

- sevin lyrics

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