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

I'ma
I'ma
I'ma
I'ma
die
die
Fo' my mothafuckin'
rob
rob
I'ma
steal
I'ma
kill
Fo' my mothafuckin'

I'ma
I'ma
live
I'ma
die
die
Fo' my mothafuckin'
rob
rob
I'ma
steal
I'ma
I'ma
Fo' my mothafuckin'

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

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

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

said a man shine proper
Sometimes that hurt
Why put G baby face on the
Neek I know it hurt that just God at his
Blow all the real livin' in the dirt
I'ma ride ride
chance a nigga get
I'ma squeeze I'ma
let my gun rip
R.I.P. on some real nigga shit
Real nigga click I'm on my bricksquad
One lousy ass bullet, cant fuckin me
I feel like Rocky when he fold on 'palo
I'ma certified G Flocka too street
You can call me concrete, by grocery