Women Men

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Wish death on me

I'm gon' lose my mind, dear Lord

'Cause mama Dorothy can't cry no more

Have mercy on my soul

For not having mercy on my foes

If success is a ten foot wall, they give you a five foot ladder

Niggas wishing death on me, hoping I lose my bladder

Or my pockets on malnutrition but they keep getting fatter

That's why they mad at me but actually, I never been no rapper

What the fuck is a royalty check? I got a couple advances

But to pay bills I was taking penitentiary chances

Bro wanted to borrow money but I ain't give it to him

So now he like, when we see Z-Ro

Let's run up on him and give it to him, shit

I wish a motherfucker would

Kidnap you, kill you, drop you off in the motherfucking woods

You talentless, I can't help that I'm this motherfucking good

You regular weed to a kush smoker, not that motherfucking good

Fuck feeding these niggas fish

I'd rather show 'em how to catch they own

And that's when they get mad, where they at now?

I guess they gone

Hate that I'm here for a real reason

But no offence to no broke bitch, I'm on my seventeenth season

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Wish death on me

I'm gon' lose my mind, dear Lord

'Cause mama Dorothy can't cry no more

Have mercy on my soul

For not having mercy on my foes

First off, fuck the world, when the shit gonna change?

Southside where we ride, Hoover Crippin mane

Fucking right I'm a player but never touched your wife

Really tryna do you a favour, don't fuck up your life

Got niggas watching me like they undercovers and spies

And I can tell which ones 'cause they can't look me in my eyes

Wonder why you ain't heard from them and they can't be found

I betcha you can find 'em if you look in the ground

Bitch I know you, you rap about the shit you ain't go through

Always telling people you did shit you saw Ro do

I'm a gangster, capital murder, that's what I am

You's a state jail felony, less than a gram

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Wish death on me

I'm gon' lose my mind, dear Lord

'Cause mama Dorothy can't cry no more

Have mercy on my soul

For not having mercy on my foes

My brother you on Facebook all the time liking brother fights

You a modern day slave, no fucks given about your brother's life

You'd rather see us kill each other

Won't even stand up for your brother rights

Ol' Ku Klux Klan ass with a tan ass nigga

Always beggin' everybody for money when you ain't got none

Be actin' like you don't know nobody when you got some

I don't owe you nothing 'cause you just came home

Like your name be on the same check that my name on

Matter fact, I ain't get shit from y'all when I came home

They be like, "Ro, I ain't no rapper though, my change ain't long"

I could save these niggas lives but they still would complain

"Appreciate ya, but what took so motherfuckin' long, man?"

Then they wonder why my attitude is fuck 'em all

If I'm real and y'all fake, that mean it ain't nothing we can discuss at all

I didn't hear about it, I was right there when that man got down

Shouldn't have been havin' so many conversations downtown

(Keep your mouth closed)

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Women men

Women, women, women, women men

Wish death on me

I'm gon' lose my mind, dear Lord

'Cause mama Dorothy can't cry no more

Have mercy on my soul

For not having mercy on my foes

Wish death on me