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 aint high ***** Im 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 aint high ***** Im in the city
[Verse]
Aint into talking *****, la-la-la
Aint 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 aint never take a life, I can tell
How to playing murder in that cell , kinda shook ya
Give me dub, Ill cook it (*****!)
Hunnit thousand on me all
Seven murders in, all hood
Quick to top something just for looking
Quick to drop something, Im a bully
Handgun chop, its a fully
Old school chop, Mr. Woody (Mr. Woody *****, yall *****s know how we coming )
***** dont 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 cant
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 aint high ***** Im in the city
[Outro]
4 gang, to no gang *****