About Me
y yall cat's so thirst,
2 learn a line bout me,
like u gonna stop my hurt,
or break down some cheese,
u don't care about my works,
Hate that er1 around me eats,
yall a bunch a jerks,
i gotta double barrel shody,
son u more than bleed,
C i came up in da yitti, on these o-side blocks,
Where niggas, have made millions off a o-side rocks,
it's sumfin bout how da cooker swirls it up in a pot,
fiends comm-in through whit lips all popped,
they luv the way it taste, they just wantin a puff,
they do anything 2 get it, spend they last of bucks,
Narcs mad we gettin bread they hoppin outta trucks
badge n gun n my face yellin, "where's the stuff"
I tell squally, go 2 hell, where's my cell, let me c da judge
get the bail, out again, man this life is so rough,It aint just the Bronx there's a o-side in every state:where some go 2 work early, thirst 2 make that cake,
then say they prayers @ night 2 assure they safe
(lord don't let squally take me)
but knowThat if they get caught, they'll take the time they face,
snitchin aint condoned, o-side don't rock whit jake,
N keep big weapons in the trenches, for anaconda snakes,Thas a big sneak they get clipped whit big heat,
Matter fact i'm a shut my trap yall know nuff bout me
