WESTSIDE STORY Songtext
von ILLA

Don′t follow, don't follow...

Leave the door cracked Let me slide in
You know I′m the king of perfect timing
Roll one up take us higher than the cosmos
But we still lay low.

Know you need the sand between your toes
Know you need to drive the coast
Know you got some friends who do the most
Say the wrong things I'm sorry.
Really got me feeling like the goat.

Opposites attract, swear it's magnetics
95 on the dash had to go get it
Daddy ain′t approve had to go dead it
But guess whose on my mind like an old fitted.

You stay rocking saint Laurent
In and out of Pelaton
Couldn′t date just anyone
Coulda had a better run


When it all falls down tell me where do you stand
I can't play fair with the cards in my hand
(Just another Westside Story)
Don′t follow me we going nowhere fast
If we risk it all there's no going back
(Just another Westside Story)

We moving a mile a minute
I take her home and I show her just how hard it can get.
Money issues they been getting me stressed
Never let her see it, that′s a slippery step.
(Get a grip!)
And I pull to your block on a space ship
Late night you know I ain't with the game shit.
No lie no lieeee
I′ll have you back right before the day shift.

Daddy on your back
Said he cut you off if you dating black
That's a fact, Serious As heart attacks.
Grip your chest, empty out the tank
Till there's nothing left,
Empty out the bank till it′s negative

Pack a bag a you head to where it′s lit
Keep it low hope he never notices
Talk tough but that's all it ever is
Spent one night, turn one into 6.


When it all falls down tell me where do you stand
I can′t play fair with the cards in my hand
(Just another Westside Story)
Don't follow me we going nowhere fast
If we risk it all there′s no going back
(Just another Westside Story)