Who To Tell (feat. Smurkio)

Gee bee bee Gee bee bee Going in Kiddyice Woyo Always love those goody goody I love watching teletuby But I still got my shank and my woosh and my woody woody Still rolling my opp like my loud in my backwoody Fly like I'm williie Willie Lines I'm feeling silly Hard like I'm kuli kuli Kowa kuyi ankuri Pay me all my kudi kudi I don't want no story story Remember the day they wouldn't joke with my territory Now I'm making bread I could say that I just taste the money I'm dark like my history Black that's my category Hate why they envy me They shitty like they fly to me God wrote my destiny I could give you melody Music in circle degrees Jesus is black skin to me Hated by those phrises Killed by his enemies So so easily John is a snitch to me Tell me if a white man can ever be treated these mean Who the fvck are you it's just that different skin You think you got a big sword But I got a gleezy You feel you know me too well not so easy Handcuffs everyday like I'm tee greezly Von type of demon I shoot easily Told my lawyer fvck the feds im leaving freely Hate me or love me for real am making money Got my mom out the trenches it was sounding funny Gave her her first million she was so praying for me But what if I sold crack and gave her that money Spent 3million a night just for the urge of honey Set up by my friends but laughing it wasn't funny Lost everything came back and got money Oops trynna diss but they speaking too childish I pull up around there with my leng yeng If I see an opportunity I'll ching and queve him You're not my brethren Leave my spit on your face before I leave there The way I live my life is really complicated But some people out there think I'm living lavish I try to hold on and don't speak much Cuz this problem in heads need to get solve man been through a lot but who to tell Everybody gat problem so I face my fears And pray to God he clean my tears Everybody goody goody Everybody calculating everybody want this money And even if you fed up just keep your head up Or spac some j to keep you focus Don't know who to trust it's high time to delete The only addition will be more racks on me I try to explain to him but he misunderstood The street don't really care if you go to school They pray to see me still pushing wheels I'm glad a nigga now pushing ps Gone are does days I used to do cracks Fvck with my brain man I spend a lots of racks All my past are lessons man I move ahead My life is like a movie I tell my own story interesting to listen But they don't believe me Still I move on and stay on God Niggas be faking don't hit my phone man telling me you staving I got families I'm first out of seven Started seeing signs since when I'm eleven Lord forgive me protect me from all of the devils the ladies the witches The family are hating it's really traumatizing But I'm a big stepper How can I stop here? Who wanna get smoke? Why won't I pass through? Cuz I'm here acting cool acting like you smart bro My Killy get track yo I just they do my part yo But pass me the blunt though