Intro] (Talkin’) Yeah… Sun hit different on this side… Palm trees cast long shadows… Still made it through. ⸻ [Hook] Westside… where the blue flags dance in the wind… 🌴 Chrome keep talkin’, but the soul don’t ever bend… Palm trees lean while the bassline shake the curb… Built from the pavement, now the whole world know the word… Westside… I put my pain inside the paint… Neighborhood dreams got the heart of a saint… Every scar turned another page in the script… I came back richer, never switched, never slipped. ⸻ [Verse 1] Gold Daytons spin like the hands on time, Every setback built another state of mind. Long nights taught lessons money couldn’t buy, Now my name echo every time ambition fly. Concrete raised me, never asked for permission, Dreams on the dashboard, faith in ignition. City lights bouncing off the old Impala, Every move calculated like a million-dollar dollar. OG said, “Protect peace before the chain,” Real wealth live inside your last name. Built foundations while they chased attention, Now success calling from another dimension. ⸻ [Pre-Hook] I don’t move loud… let the trophies talk. Every brick I stacked became another walk. Every sunset look like heaven signed the lease… Westside taught survival, now I’m teaching peace. ⸻ [Hook] Westside… where the blue flags dance in the wind… Chrome keep talkin’, but the soul don’t ever bend… Palm trees lean while the bassline shake the curb… Built from the pavement, now the whole world know the word… Westside… I put my pain inside the paint… Neighborhood dreams got the heart of a saint… Every scar turned another page in the script… I came back richer, never switched, never slipped. ⸻ [Verse 2] Pacific breeze mixed with gasoline dreams, Nothing ever easy, everything earned by the team. Still salute the block that sharpened my vision, Without the pressure there would’ve been no precision. Neighborhood legends carved names in stone, Now I’m building futures they can call their own. Studio nights until the sunrise bloom, Turned every empty room into a throne room. Young kings watching every move that I make, So I carry every word like the city’s at stake. If love real, then loyalty louder, Turning little seeds into redwood power. ⸻ [Bridge] The boulevard remember every footprint… Every prayer that I whispered never got spent… I ain’t chasing fame… I’m chasing forever… Westside weather made my soul tougher than leather. ⸻ [Final Hook] Westside… let the lowriders glide all night… Moonlight dancing off the candy paint bright… Whole city singing every word that I wrote… Every heartbeat floating like a neighborhood note. Westside… ain’t just somewhere that I stand… It’s the blueprint written deep inside my hands… From the curb to the coast, let the whole world know… Dontayẽ brought Trapsoul back to the West Coast glow.
