From the Park

Chorus]
From the Park, yeah, we bang with the heart,
Athens Village on my chest, I been real from the start.
From Main to Avalon, we holdin’ it down,
Westside, Eastside, still reppin’ the town.
From the Park, red rags in the breeze,
Names on the wall, may the homies rest in peace.
Never fold, never fake, we just playin’ our part,
Real ones never die, we forever the Park.
[Verse 1]
They call me Westside WildOut, my roots deep in the turf,
I ran wild through Y.A., made some rivals get hurt.
Been about my business, Athens Park ‘cross the Earth,
I’m a third generation Park boy, Westside my birth.
Red flags hang heavy, yeah the block got history,
Every corner got a story, some pain, some victory.
OGs laced me up, said “move smart, not loud,”
From Figueroa to Avalon, we done drew that crowd.
I’m stitched in the concrete, can’t erase my lane,
Homies banged for respect, not for likes or fame.
No gimmicks, no clout, just the scars that stay,
I’m a product of the Park, I’m here to pave a new way.
[Chorus]
From the Park, yeah, we bang with the heart,
Athens Village on my chest, I been real from the start.
From Main to Avalon, we holdin’ it down,
Westside, Eastside, still reppin’ the town.
From the Park, red rags in the breeze,
Names on the wall, may the homies rest in peace.
Never fold, never fake, we just playin’ our part,
Real ones never die, we forever the Park.
[Verse 2]
Cheese-O, Boo Man, Slim Gotti in the wind,
T-Rex, Hotlink, legends we defend.
Spray cans on the walls keep they names alive,
APBs hold weight, we forever gon’ strive.
Shout out to the APGs in Nashville holdin’ strong,
Southern boys show me love, them Tennessee streets on.
Park love spread wide, from the West to the South,
Real recognize real, keep my name in your mouth.
See the new gen watching, tryna learn how to move,
We don’t chase after ops, we got more to prove.
Now it’s paper on the table, I’m a businessman first,
Turnin’ Athens to a brand, I done flipped the curse.
[Chorus]
From the Park, yeah, we bang with the heart,
Athens Village on my chest, I been real from the start.
From Main to Avalon, we holdin’ it down,
Westside, Eastside, still reppin’ the town.
From the Park, red rags in the breeze,
Names on the wall, may the homies rest in peace.
Never fold, never fake, we just playin’ our part,
Real ones never die, we forever the Park.
[Bridge / Outro]
It’s more than just enemies, more than just beef,
I’m showin’ young homies how to stand on they feet.
Learned some game from a king, put the hustle in motion,
Now it’s ownership and growth, not just pain and commotion.
Still Park to the bone, but the vision expanded,
Every scar that I carry got me right where I landed.
From the Park to the world, we gon’ shine through the dark,
It’s forever APB, put respect on the Park.

West Coast gangster rap, G-Funk bounce, heavy 808s, deep bass, smooth synths, gritty LA slang, raw vibe, hard hitting