How The West Was Won

By Cal Scruby

On Long Story Short

Released on June 30, 2017

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[Verse 1]

This is the story about how the west was won

I can't remember what that lesson was

Something bout how California got the best of us

While climbin' to the top and fallin' less in love

I hope they see what my investment was

And when I leave I hope I left enough

Ya know I don't mean to interrupt, I'm just checking up

I just called to say wassup, I'm tryna to keep in touch, ya know

I got a lot to say I don't know where to start

We spending time together but we've grown apart

I got a lot of feelings that I don't record

I'm soundin' like a broken record with a broken heart

I know it's hard to be honest and let it out

My last year was the longest without a doubt

Take an addy go missing in Cincinnati I feel like I'm Boo Radley

I never got out the house

But I'm done hiding, reminiscing and one-timing

The sun shining, Devil my demons I'm done signing

The dotted lines is empty, and even though they tempt me

There's not a dollar sign they could offer that don't offend me

I'm not empowered by an hourly salary

A west side story snappin' out of reality

I been eatin' rappers, and if you countin' my calories

I'm the biggest motherfucker in the galaxy

Know my city proud of me

Family never doubted me

Look at who I was, who I am, who I'm 'bout to be

Told me aim for the stars, even when they grounding me

Everyday I thank them for the people they surrounding me with

I'm so cold I was bound to be sick, Jordan Flu-Game

Sonya Blade bitches tryna kick it like I’m Liu Kang

I may be Johnny Cage, 500 dollar shades

Like it's sunny in the club it's always sunny in L.A

Bless my mamma man she always knew my mental monumental

I was always thinking bigger everybody was thinkin' simple

I left the pad and pencil back in Sacramento that was accidental

Meant to grab that out the back of the rental

I bet whoever found it in that Corolla about to roll up

Drop the hottest verse of the summer, go viral and blow up

Know what?

I swear I'm not even mad, but damn it was in my bag

I wish you could of heard what I had, yeah

I wish you could have heard what I had, yeah