The Nipsey Way Westside Gripp ft. Maria T [Intro] Westside… Yeah… Ain’t no shortcuts. Only scars. [Verse 1: Westside Gripp] Blue flag blowing while the chrome wheels spinning, Neighborhood pressure made a soldier from the beginning. Streetlights flicker, helicopters in the night, Had to learn the code before I ever learned to write. Can’t fake heart when the pavement know your name, Every cracked sidewalk got a chapter full of pain. I ain’t chasing clout, I’m chasing deeds and keys, Trying to put the whole block on before I ever leave. Too many candles… Too many murals… Mama still praying while the city’s getting brutal. Eyes never closed, every corner got a test, Only thing promised is the name on your chest. [Hook: Maria T] Stay solid… Never bend… Stand tall… To the end… Hands high… Never break… Every move… The Nipsey way… [Verse 2: Westside Gripp] Ash on the pavement, smoke in the breeze, Youngsters watching every move that they see. So I walk like a king even covered in dust, Money come and go but respect is a must. Sirens in the distance… Bass in the trunk… Whole avenue shaking when the low-end thump. West Coast heartbeat… Heavy as steel… If you lived this life… You know how it feel. No fairy tales… No silver spoon… Just cracked concrete underneath the moon. Every victory earned… Every loss survived… That’s the only reason real ones still alive. [Bridge: Maria T] Hold your ground… Don’t lose your soul… Keep your family close… Never lose control… [Outro] This ain’t fashion… This ain’t pretending… It’s sweat… It’s sacrifice… It’s legacy. West forever.
