Woodcrest Manor II

We used to be friends On the street, you and me, 'til the sidewalk would end With the windows rolled down and the Cudi turned up Yeah we did it all now, look at how it turned up Everybody came down, everybody rolled up Look at how we went, look at how we turned up You whippin' that Benz Mercedes, super clean, that's what you champion With the windows rolled down and the Kanye turned up Yeah we did it all now, look at how it turned up Everybody came down, everybody rolled up Look at how we went, look at how we turned up See you can be salty like them fries you be supersizin' The darker mental cloud than the kids that be suicidin' But who am I to be like Houdini and proof n pot'em? Alladupahollouwishes, and poof away all the problems I know I used to deal with you Your brother was the plug who had Tommys like Hilfiger And you'd move up to white girls, poppin' them pills Get you actin' wild, now you got face tats, plottin' to kill niggas Nonetheless we was still niggas The last one in your circle that's keepin' it real with you Did you know that snakes in your circle would build with you? And still slither, they plot for the day that the steels hits you For good times, that's all I reminisce about my home, the good times Yeah take me anywhere long as you show me the good times Remember back at Woodcrest I would spit neighborhood rhymes Would find the youngest, just like me probably would shine Probably would shine Probably would shine Probably would, probably would, probably would We used to be friends On the street, you and me, 'til the sidewalk would end With the windows rolled down and the Cudi turned up Yeah we did it all now, look at how it turned up Everybody came down, everybody rolled up Look at how we went, look at how we turned up You whippin' that Benz Mercedes, super clean, that's what you champion With the windows rolled down and the Kanye turned up Yeah we did it all now, look at how it turned up Everybody came down, everybody rolled up Look at how we went, look at how we turned up Welcome to Get It Off Your Chest Friday where we let listeners call in and get it off your chest and perhaps you'll feel just a little bit better when it's all said and done. Alright, you see the lines are lit up like a Christmas tree. So right now we gon' go to line 2. Caller 2, what's on your mind? Hello? Hello? This is DJ Smooth Jazz on the 1-2-2s, what's wrong with you tonight? Hey DJ Smooth Jazz, man We listenin', we listenin' My wife left me, man Oh Yo he sound just like... just like... That bitch left me for another man Oh no, not another man