You can ask los, i was like a young gale
You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail
We can talk things over a little a while
Greatness only comes around once in awhile
6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale
Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail
But never once in a gang
Drop top on this thang
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it
All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle
Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell
Bomaye, killa cam, my lord
Once i get in the court.
But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail
It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale
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