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
