This is a song about "Crooked"

The cops dont do nothin because they crooked too

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

The cops dont do nothin because they crooked too

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

But until then, i gotta do what i doand stay a crooked nigga too

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

The cia introduced the cocaine, it was crooked rough,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

While ruthless kingpins (rush to the top) with crooked winnings

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/