My homie called me like what up man

Nat from Florida but what up fam

Is been a whole lot of hatin again

and if they hatin on me damn what up then

I met this girl when I was three years old

and what I love most she had so much soul

She said excuse me lil homey I know you don't Know me but uh my name is wendy(windy)and uhhh I like to blow trees

and from that point I never blow her off

niggas come from out of town I like to show her off

They like to act tough she like to tore em of

and make them straighten up they hat cuz she know they soft

and when I grew up she showed me how to go downtown

and at night her face lit up so astound

I told her in my heart is where she'll always be

She never mess with entertainers cuz they always leave

I said it feel like you walked and drove on me knew

I was gang affiliated got on t.v. and told on me I guess thats why last winter she got so cold on me

She said Ye keep makin that platinum and gold for me

but if you really cared for her

Then you would have never hit the airport and followed your dreams

Sometimes I still talk to her

but when I talk to her it always seem like she talkin bout me

She said you left three kids and they just like you

They wanna rap and make soul beats just like you

but they just not you

and I just got through

Talkin bout what niggas tryin to do just not new

Now everybody got the game figured out all wrong

I guess you never know what you got till is gone

I guess thats why im here and I cant come back home

and guess where I heard that when I was back home

In the interviews im representin you makin you proud

Shoot for the stars so if you fall you land on the clouds

Jump in the crowds

Spark ya lighters wave em around

If you dont k