My World (feat. Mdot 59)

[Chorus: Woddy]
[?], they got me fighting a case
They wanna know if I'm rappin' or robbin', they paint a bad picture because I'm the face
38 special, ain't leavin' no trace
Sometime I wanna just go outta state
Wishin' the love for all Lym with the hate
Gotta stay with my ski, going out on a date

[Verse 1: Woddy]
But, bro, everything changed
Like, I feel like I gotta escape
Everything bitchy, my life is at stake
But I gotta provide and put food on the plate, and I gotta provide for the ones that never changed
Bro get up close, [?] limitless range
Got in a jam, there was no-one to blame
And I got to the jails, all I had was my name
All black with a ski, I was letting it rain
Everyone telling me I gotta change
I want to say that she love me, [?], I went to start moving strange
I was just broke, I was bummy
Used to be scared to take pics to post up on the mains
Had to slide or provide, did that for the gang
I was totin' my deuce, while I'm taking the train
All we had was a deuce-deuce, we had to share
I got bros on my line, I ain't seen them in years
How you talk on the deads, and they come in a pair?
Baby bro tryna go for some Lulu to wear
My lil' lightskin baddie, she always send me the addy, she know I'm coming prepared
I be stayin' away and saw Fro in a cell, like, "Damn", I thought about shedding a tear
Word to my dead

[Verse 2: Mdot 59]
Being a rapper, it come with the hate in the field so I never paint that shit mine
They love when you down in the pen fighting case after case, and the bros sittin' up doing time
Shit be all funny and jokes 'till you booked in this shit and you fighting the 3 to the 5
Ain't catch a hit, ain't catch a basket, but you just there for committing the crime
Be times that I wish that I could've just laughed with the bros, but the bros sittin' up doing time
If I had me a chance to throw all of this rapping away for my bros, nigga I would rewind
Bitches be thots, bitches be hoes, they gon' fuck all the bros when you doing that time
When you get booked and you facing that time, you gon' see who be born to burden your line
When you be out and you living your life and you post all the racks, everybody come back
When I was down on the floor getting clowned on the media, like where the fuck was ya at?
The net don't care, they wanna see somebody fail, go to jail, so they say, "Ain't get back"
But they gon' say that you crashed and you sold with the rapping and shit, when a nigga get packed
Ever went for the kill 'cause you missin' your brother? Like, you try to make everyone suffer
Brodie was there from the start to the end but he fighting a case in the pen, getting buffer
Put my all in a bitch one time tryna love her, now I be stuck in my head thinkin' bout all the memories, shit, why the fuck did I cuff her?
Brodie was one of the positive niggas when you booked for this shit, 'cause he wasn't a bluffer
(B-Brodie was one of the positive niggas when you booked for this shit, 'cause he wasn't a bluffer)

[Chorus & Outro: Woddy]
[?], they got me fighting a case
They wanna know if I'm rappin' or robbin', they paint a bad picture because I'm the face
38 special, ain't leavin' no trace
Sometime I wanna just go outta state
Wishin' the love for all Lym with the hate
Gotta stay with my ski, going out on a date

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I love the support, all my fans man, this only the beginning man, top of the top man, love who love me man, we going up man, shout out everybody man, shout out friends, family, supporters, the whole surroundings, ya heard?
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