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

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

I'ma
ride
I'ma
I'ma
die
die
Fo' my dawgs
rob
rob
I'ma
I'ma
kill
I'ma
Fo' my dawgs

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

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

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

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