Was My Dawg

Mentally ill, please someone call a docta'
911 it's emergency go get a docta'
You don't know by now boy they call me Waka Flocka
Gotta bad habbit I might o.d. off yoppas
Whole bunch of choppas fo' my enemies
Devil entered me my mind don't injury
I'm in front of the jury like I'm guilty
Shawty tried me so I killed 'em on, off? G.P.
Mom I'm sorry I cant let you bury
Don't worry just come carry
And some letters plus some phone time momma
What's the golden rule don't turn on my partnas

I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs

I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs

(oh my go 'sh)
I heard a lot of niggas dissin' me
They let me know they missin' me
I been down fo' some months
Now it's time to make history
With these evil ass thoughts
It feel like satan just entered me
I'ma pull through dis shit
I don't need no nigga ta pray fo' me
I was told to calm down and spend my pain on da mic
I drop one mixtape six months later my career took fight
O' let's do it got em hype
Love them gun sounds make 'em fight
I go hard in da paint you can tell that on sight
I'm the mixtape prince ain't no nigga fuckin' wit' me
I'm from Clayton county Riverdale but born in New York
Northside queens to be exact bricksquad we'll walk back
I can taste these niggas flesh
I can smell these niggas fail
Riverdale, flocka.

I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo' my muthafuckin dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob (flocka)
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo' my muthafuckin dawgs

I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo' my muthafuckin dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob (flocka)
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo' my muthafuckin dawgs

They said a man shine proper
Sometimes that shit hurt
Why put G baby face on the t-shirt
Neek I know it hurt that just God at his work
Blow all the real niggas livin' in the dirt
I'ma ride I'ma ride
Every chance a nigga get
I'ma squeeze I'ma squeeze
I'ma let my gun rip
R.I.P. Trav on some real nigga shit
Real nigga click I'm on my bricksquad shit
One lousy ass bullet, cant fuckin stop me
I feel like Rocky when he fold on 'palo creed
I'ma certified G Waka Flocka too street
You can call me concrete, raised by grocery

I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs

I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo' my mothafuckin' dawgs