WILLY Songtext
von Andy Mineo

God made me fresh
Carvello
Yeah, 931, 615, yeah

Lil Dyllie from the bottom of the map
I ain′t gotta have the strap, I still get 'em with the rap
Hatin′ Dyllie, man, you gotta be an idiot in fact
Took the monkey off
Then I put the city on my back, yeah (I put the city)
Country boy but I hang around city slickers
This the shh while I got it out the kittie litter
If my brother need a dollar he gon' get a tener
Yeshua of Nazareth was not a penny pincher

How you got it out the mud and never been mudding?
Wise man know, he don't really know nothing (he don′t really know)
Every night I got a demon saying post somethin′ (post somethin')
It′s an everyday struggle like I'm Joe Budden (yeah)


I said, "Peace to the industry", I do it alone
I′m a beast, you is Swisher Sweet, you don't want the smoke
You a tweet, I′m reality, Paris in the cold
I know arrogance can feel like heroin inside a dome
It's imperative to get embarrassed when you hit a low
When the heritage that I inherited is all I know
I'm not American, my momma′s seragen if you got errors
You can hear them, when He appear again I′m goin' home

Get jiggy wit′ it (get jiggy)
Get it jumpin' like I knew Ms. Piggy wit′ it (Ms. Piggy)
Make the family proud like it had Penny in it (true dat)
Bulletproof vest on the chest like 50 wit' it (ah yeah)
You tryna flex on me don′t be silly (don't)
Wild, wild west and yes I'm big Willy (yes)
Dressed like I came here fresh from West Philly (Will)
Who gon′ protect your neck? Expect a death (hey)

God made me do it, God made me fresh (yeah He did)
When they tell me, "No", I hit maybe, "Yes" (paid for it)
Thought I′m playin' checkers man, I′m playin' chess
My baby said, "Let′s have a baby", I said, "Baby steps"


Look, big Willy, big Dyllie, uh
The fresh prince like I'm in Philly, uh
Said they shooters but they Ben Simmons
The pen silly, I talk like I got ten milli′
In my pocket right now, you can't tell me nothing (man)
Man, I'm doin′ what I want, it isn′t for discussion (not at all)
If it's number one spots then you know I′m gunnin' for it
Independent artists gotta have the
Pocket and the stomach for it (stomach for it)

I already know what you want (I already know)
I don′t wanna hear you rappin' in your new song (not at all)
Rather take a street full tour through Wuhan
′Cause y'all about as solid as udon, who want what?
My jewels untucked, my mood unstuck
My barbershop ain't open so I′m too uncut (too uncut)
I thank God with two arms up, I moved on up
But still ain′t got nothin' left to prove what′s up, ayy

Get jiggy wit' it (get jiggy wit′ it)
Get it jumpin' like I knew Ms. Piggy wit′ it (Ms. Piggy)
Make the family proud like it had Penny in it
Bulletproof vest on the chest like 50 wit' it (ah yeah)
Yeah, you tryna flex on me don't be silly (don′t)
Wild, wild west and yes I′m big Willy (Will)
Dressed like I came here fresh from
West Philly (Will, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Who gon' protect your neck? Expect a death (nah, nah, nah, nah)