Rylo Rodriguez
Crooked Ways
[Intro]
I'm sorry Momma, I’m a gangster, I'm a---
I'm sorry Momma, I’m a gangster, I got crooked ways
(Al Geno on the track)

[Chorus]
I'm sorry Momma, I'm a gangster, I got crooked ways
It's crazy, I be with my haters, I ain't seen my friends in days
I just keep my enemy close up on me like some toothpaste
I didn't see the love you say you had, got me going on blind dates
You say you love me, you don't love me 'cause you lie to me
You fucked my dawg behind my back, I read your diary
I thought me and you were the perfect match, why would you lie to me
I’m in Palm Angels, though I got demons inside of me

[Verse]
They threw me a cross, I thought they was all Jesus
I got n***as who stiff, I remember they was all breathing
I can’t love these hoes, I know they all freaky
Watched my cousin fade, I wasn't even playin’ defense
All these hoes on go, all I do is pick, and I never ran offense
They murked lil' Thugga, put a whole in his head like a damn dolphin
She got her waist snatched, she throw up well girl
Why my friends treat me just like hamburgers---
They only call me when they need me, to make they bonds
They know I'm the one, accept the call, you got to press zero
Rylo, I'm locked up, but I’m not Akon
I got to the moon for them 'cause they like my sons
I go to the room with her like MTV
She ain't gon' never see how I'm living
I wore 'em three days straight 'cause they was Amiri jeans
I got some n***as in the graveyard---
I shed tears on they tombstone
I did not have to make one call---
All day I'm sippin' out this styrofoam
I FaceTime Jackboy, hung up, had to check my pockets
Remember I was broke, now I'm the richest n***a out my projects
I was hard then, way before I knew about the rockets
Keep burying my dawgs, but I don't watch Pet Sematary
I pray I'm blessed, so I gotta name my son Eric
Just bought a Glock, them hoes don't come on Eric Berry
[Chorus]
I'm sorry Momma, I'm a gangster, I got crooked ways
It's crazy, I be with my haters, I ain't seen my friends in days
I just keep my enemy close up on me like some toothpaste
I didn't see the love you say you had, got me going on blind dates
You say you love me, you don't love me 'cause you lie to me
You fucked my dawg behind my back, I read your diary
I thought me and you were the perfect match, why would you lie to me
I'm in Palm Angels, though I got demons inside of me