Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Mentally ill, please someone call a doctor
911 it's emergency, go get a doctor
You don't know by now boy, they call me Waka Flocka
I got a bad habbit, I might O.D. of yoppas
Whole bunch of choppers for my enemies
Devil entered me, my mind on injury
I'm in front of the jury like I'm guilty
Shorty tried me so I killed 'em off GP
Mom I'm sorry, I can't let you bury
Don't worry, just commissary
And some letters, plus some phone time momma
What's the golden rule? Don't turn on my partners

[Hook]
I'mma ride, I'mma ride, I'mma live, I'mma live
I'mma die, I'mma die for my mothafuckin' dawgs
I'mma rob, I'mma rob, I'mma steal, I'mma steal
I'mma kill, I'mma kill for my mothafuckin' dawgs

[Verse 2]
I heard a lotta niggas dissin' me, they let me know they missin' me
I been down for some months, now it's time to make history
With these evil ass thoughts, it feel like Satan just entered me
I'mma pull through this shit, I don't need no nigga to pray fo me
I was told to calm down and spit my pain on the mic
I drop one mixtape, six months later my career took flight
'O Let's Do It' got 'em hype, 'Luv Dem Gun Sounds' make 'em fight
'I Go Hard in Da Paint' you can tell that on sight
I'm the mixtape prince, ain't no nigga fuckin' with me
I'm from Clayton County Riverdale but born in New York
Northside Queens to be exact, Bricksquad we a wolf pack
I can taste these niggas flesh, I can smell these niggas fear
Riverdale, Flocka

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[Verse 3]
They said a man shine proper, sometimes that shit hurt
Why they put G babyface on the t-shirt
Neek I know it hurt that just God at his work
Below all the real niggas livin' in the dirt
I'mma ride, I'mma ride every chance a nigga get
I'mma squeeze, I'mma squeeze, I'mma let my gun rip
R.I.P. Trav on some real nigga shit
Real nigga click I'm on my Bricksquad shit
One louzy ass bullet can't fuckin' stop me
I feel like Rocky when he fought Apollo Creed
I'mma certified G, Waka Flocka too street
You can call me concrete raised by Grove Street

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