Mr. Woody

[Intro]

My mama said I got death on me (My eyes stressed some)

The reason I got this vest on me (Ay, ***** left on me)

Helluva made this beat baby

***** (*****)

Ayy free Lil easy, *****

(Back to the street shit)

And free ***** ***** (Back to the street shit)

I ain't high ***** I'm in the city (*****, *****)

**** with me (*****, *****, back to the street shit)

Back to the street shit

*****, *****, Back to the street shit (4 gang in this)

I ain't high ***** I'm in the city

[Verse]

Ain't into talking *****, la-la-la

Ain't been the same ***** since I got shot (Duh)

My leg hurt, aye but he got dropped

We got knots

Free my pop, **** my opps

Nah for real (*****!)

You gon make more than the news, if you touch my watch

Yelling free my Uncle Nells

You ain't never take a life, I can tell

How to playing murder in that cell, kinda shook ya

Give me dub, I'll cook it (*****!)

Hunnit thousand on me all

Seven murders in, all hood

Quick to top something just for looking

Quick to drop something, I'm a bully

Handgun chop, its a fully

Old school chop, Mr. Woody (Mr. Woody *****, y'all *****s know how we coming)

***** don't come around asking bout nobody (*****)

Every ***** round me toting

On the wood cause he dropped me

****ing getting mad, cause he had

Four chops deep when we ride

Big fours, ***** you can't

Hustle boys, yeah I got it tatted

Push yo shit back cause he ready

Back to the street shit

I was gone, now I'm back on the east *****

I ain't high ***** I'm in the city

[Outro]

4 gang, to no gang *****