Westside Boogie - Soho (feat. JID)

[Intro] Fuckin' tired of comin' from Compton to go to Hollywood Fucking dinner meetings that last 30 minutes when traffic be like an hour [Chorus: Boogie] Please no more meeting at SoHo (SoHo) Please no more thinking we bro bros (Bro bros) I ain't been seen in like oh, no (Oh no) I ain't been seen in like oh [Verse 1: Boogie] I do not beef in the photos I don't be tweaking for promo I keep my thing on the low though I got a team but I'm solo I do not speak what I don't know What I don't know Is how you survive when a nigga like me get to saying he tripping (Whoa) Shit, if I miss the time he was pushin' my buttons, I probably was glitching, uh I done went straight for the plug, I done went and dropped the percentage Look at him, tryna be different He been erasing his post, he been refining his image (Whoa) Shit give me thoughts on what we finna be Who the fuck gave you permission to think? Me and my shorty was missing the beat, we had to go get our rhythm in sync I'm still a nigga with needs, I need to get me a lease Pass on the key to the streets I need the key to the door that's been blocking out my inner peace All that I'm saying is [Chorus: Boogie] Please no more meeting at SoHo Please no more thinking we bro bros I ain't been seen in like oh, no I ain't been seen in like oh [Bridge: JID] Ain't no more meeting for any meanings Really, shit what's the meaning of anything? You can say my vibe book is on me Don't use it, I swear on it with everything [Verse 2: JID] Like the usual, no I ain't meeting at Nobu Or going for Sushi at Roku I motherfucking told you I'm sick of these niggas Who wanna be all in the videos, in the photos I think I should sign to Death Row though, I'm I'm loco, I'm Pac if I'm poppin' the pistol at po-po I' m tr-tr-trying to be optimistic But my options limited and I'm boxed in You gotta stop me nigga, before they got me, get him They go beyond infinity when you talk shit Time, time is ticking you gotta watch it But when you get popular they wanna be partners Pa-yeah [Chorus: Boogie] Please no more meeting at SoHo Please no more thinking we bro bros I ain't been seen in like oh, no I ain't been seen in like oh [Outro: Boogie] Uh, don't force my hand I'm forced to squeeze Unfortunately, I'm forced to clean the earth And feed my seed with dreams that's been through dirt, fuck Uh, I'm forced to change my course I'm cursed, of course, remorse is gone I seen my bros get turned to corpse I'm forced to see em' using force and still they're free in court, uh They pat me down and grab me up I'm black as fuck, I say it loud I'm black as fuck It's sad to say that dudes as black as me won't back me up She mad as fuck No, no, she packed it up, uh Now I gotta take ownership, uh She the flaw in my force field that I was all for now I'm forced to get over it I'm coping with a lot