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