
Verse 1: Red cup leanin’, city lights blur, Chrome on the whip make the whole block stir. Nike Cortez with the blue rag tied, Westside heartbeat, got the coast on my side. Lowriders hoppin’, bass crack concrete, Every block party turn the whole hood elite. OGs on the porch say they know my name, Stayed ten toes down, never switched for fame. Candy paint drippin’ like the sunset glow, Palm trees in my mind even when it snow. Every move calculated, every loss a lesson, Now the whole squad eatin’, that’s a real blessing. Hook: 4Loco, we outside till the sunrise. Blue flags swingin’, ain’t no fear in our eyes. Westside Gripp, got the whole hood rockin’. 808s knockin’, everybody lockin’. 4Loco, let the boulevard breathe. Smoke in the air while we stackin’ our dreams. From the curb to the skyline, everybody know. When Gripp hit the stage, it’s a West Coast show. Verse 2: Gold Dayton spokes spin slow in the lane, Still remember every scar, every drop of rain. Now it’s champagne nights with the same day ones, Never left the neighborhood, still became one. Studio late with the speakers on ten, Turn pain into platinum every time I grab the pen. Ain’t no gimmicks, ain’t no industry dance, Just authentic Westside givin’ real life a chance. Neighbors wave when the old school pass, Windows down, let the G-funk blast. Every tattoo tell a chapter of survival, Made it through the storm, now the hustle go viral. Bridge: We came from the bottom where the lights stay dim, Now the whole skyline singin’ every anthem. No matter where I go, I still represent home, Westside forever, that’s permanently sewn. Hook: 4Loco, we outside till the sunrise. Blue flags swingin’, ain’t no fear in our eyes. Westside Gripp, got the whole hood rockin’. 808s knockin’, everybody lockin’. 4Loco, let the boulevard breathe. Smoke in the air while we stackin’ our dreams. From the curb to the skyline, everybody know. When Gripp hit the stage, it’s a West Coast show. Outro: Roll another lap through the neighborhood slow. Windows down, let the whole world know. Westside Gripp, that’s forever the logo. Life too short… so tonight we 4Loco.

