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 *****