It’s Possible

[Intro: Jay Worthy] Yeah Ayy, Westside Gunn, what's happenin' though? It's your boy P Worthy Tappin' in all the way from the west side of Bompton You feel me? [Verse 1: Jay Worthy] This for my Park niggas, keep shit brackin', we at the park, nigga Nella West, can't forget about none of my Park Millers The ride or die, Pro Club rockers with Corduroy slippers Lean sippers, tall can drinkin' on English malt liquor Day one, some homies is in there still fightin' hot ones Shootin' dice in front of heads up until the cops come Big homies still at HQ, that's how the block run Gunn told me, "Talk that shit", so I'ma do that Car pullin' up, we don't know, niggas like, "Who that?" Berioso, shit get real, homie, mafioso Couple keys in the trunk, got 'em off the boatload On my way to Vegas with L and Ocho, woo [Interlude: Boldy James] I'm from where anything is possible, nigga Where we at with it? [Verse 2: Boldy James] It's possible when the obstacles and the odds is against you that you faced with Impatient, but I had to take it back to the basics Fresh out the youth-ie, a couple months in that placement (Uh huh) Third case tether bond, placed me on the ankle bracelet Murder, doin' drug traffik, never wrote or made a statement (Not once) Left two bodies on the scene, they thought they both were gang related Bruno got rid of the streets, Jermaine ran, when he slid I was coppin' four and a half, break dancin' to BIG Free my main mans in the brig' for the 'caine did what it did The neighbors kept callin' the hood, sendin' raid vans to the spig Was high profile, stayed in my lane, made it my biz Wasn't nowhere to be found when them Feds raided the crib We was outro, said they found a yopper and a AR Was off the grid, but now them bitches got me on they radar Did the chicken noodle soup, turned tan to grey tar All these pigeons in this coupe, feel like the Birdman J-R Hooked up with the Concreatures, cookin' up them fried penguins Lookin' at a five piece, just ridin' with this nickel Got linemen to blitz you, got hitmen hired to hit you Bro got popped with them bricks, I wish I was drivin' when they flicked you Would've fleeted from the scene, you know, if I woulda been with you Would've took one for the team, wouldn't've never let them frisk you Partly responsible for me graduating to distro I did the impossible and made it out of my situ', what else? [Verse 3: Westside Gunn] Ayo, used to pay 18.5 for the whole thing Then the Feds brought down BMF, shit ain't been the same (Ah) Then ChineGun got killed, then I had to do a bid Me and Sly mobbin' on the yard, fuckin' with the kid I came home baggin' up, then I violated (Then I violated) You ever shot somebody you love 'cause they violated? (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Pistol in your mouth like a Now and Later (Like a Now and Later) Could've fucked your bitch but I'd be downgradin' (But I'd be downgradin) Auto Mick nickels with the pistol, get your issue (Boom, boom, boom) Eatin' new wave, beat the pot, instrumental (Ah) Smile Johnny Dang, 30K for the dental (Ah) You in a Maybach, the only thing, that shit a rental (Skrt)