[Verse One: Ivy Sole]
First crush was the preacher’s son
First punch was Chelsea, that’s my round got her back til kingdom come
At BAC we was the freshest, smartest, since kindergarten, pardon my pompous
But my circumstances should’ve had me dearly departed
We were starved for opportunity and begging for immunity
From violence we never started, from trauma that we ain’t seek
Moving units with cardiac, varsity how we run it back
That black and teal and purple color my blood and color my speech
I do this for myself, for my my family and the four
For the west who knows me best, since I sleeping on the floor
See, I’ve been watching family die since the tender age of 8
So I’ve been scraping funds together, we been tryna make a way
Grandma worked at Krispy Kreme so we been about the dough
Played AAU for years and I thought I was going pro
But the books they opened doors that court never could
And I’m standing here today when no one thought I would

[Chorus]
You can catch me ’round the way, I ain’t hard to find
Oakley did it for the city, Imma do it for the side
The south it raised a lover, on the west I learned to fight
If you come around my way, I’ll show you both gimme a night

[Verse Two: Ivy Sole]
You don’t my city like I know my queen
Country cackalacking with diamond in the back
A string of pearl around yo neckbone, collards with the biscuit
Picket fence we ain’t got em but just listen
We just need that price’s chicken, catching movies at northlake
Getting kicked out of southpark, playing ball by where you stay
Walking past the Dub C on the way to your place
Lincoln heights and Arbor Glen to me both got the same face (yeah)
Football games at Big I or Harding or POB
Battle of Allegheny dodging bullets and police
Cop a tray from Cookout, 85 off sugar creek
Rest my head on park road, take a sip and catch the breeze
Now I’m westing out on market street
After dark see treasure troves of Black folk living life like it’s the last one we gon ever know
Packed my bags six years ago, might pack ’em once again
Headed west for gold like olden days ’til I find the gems within

[Chorus]
You can catch me ’round the way, I ain’t hard to find
Oakley did it for the city, Imma do it for the side
The south it raised a lover, on the west I learned to fight
If you come around my way, I’ll show you both gimme a night

[Outro]
One time for the west, two times for the west, three times for the west
Four times for the muthaf**kin’ 4
One time for the west, two times for the west, three times for the west
Four times for the muthaf**kin’ 4 nigga