Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
Ur da shit when it comes to da lyrics spit guess whos back to the track
Miami nights, made a couple grand
When ya first stabbed me in da past,
Nothing influence me .me is da same me .....help me
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world
To know about the hood..i learned.
Lets talk about the cars y'all got
These niggas take me to the glock
And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.
But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book
I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried
Take me to heaven where i should reside,
God mc oh my god you gotta see
They tell me to take it easy
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