Verse 1: I stay high like the California sky, Dropping low on my ride with hydraulics on the side, Rolling through thestreets, with the weed in my lungs, Representing the west coast, where the gangsters run. Chillin with the homies, sipping on Hennessy, Lowriders bouncing, cruising through the city. Girls looking fine,streets with my homies by my side, Puffing on that good kush, taking everything in my stride. Chorus: West Coast living, lowriders and pounds of weed, Gangsta rap vibes, pushing boundaries and breaking free, Chilling with the girls, sipping on gin and juice, Living fast and dying young, cause that's the life we choose. Verse 2: Gang affiliations and eternal damnation, Death's grim reaper looming, but we won't change our station, We embrace the risks, give zero shits about the law, Cause we're living life on the edge, never settling for anything small. Chorus: West Coast living, lowriders and pounds of weed, Gangsta rap vibes, pushing boundaries and breaking free, Chilling with the girls, sipping on gin and juice, Living fast and dying young, cause that's the life we choose. Verse 3: Perpetual adrenaline, chasing highs till the end, Dancing with death, never seeking out a friend, We're a brotherhood, a code of silence to uphold, A lifestyle never for the timid, never for the dull and old. Chorus: West Coast living, lowriders and pounds of weed, Gangsta rap vibes, pushing boundaries and breaking free, Chilling with the girls, sipping on gin and juice, Living fast and dying young, cause that's the life we choose. Outro: So if you're not down with this, don't even try to come my way, Cause I'm living for the moment, never living for another day, Gangs and weed and death, that's just the way we roll, So embrace it or leave it, cause this is our way of soul.