WWYDT

If you been where I been

You would spend what I spend

Things that we did, no pretend

15 I was toting BBs 16 had my hand on a 10

Like I was hanging from the rim

Leave my name on his face from the ring

But leave no trace, its better to take the sim out the ting

I fell to my knees and repent

I know I'd go to hell if he counted every sin that I did

Every play I went on, counted every stain that I've done

Went from serving, now he taking the drugs

Don't talk about raising it up, or braising at us