Lord forgive ‘em, for they know not what they do
As I walk through that Valley of the Shadow of Death
See no pussy...
So I guess we finally meet again
Should I kill em where it all depends
Do the success I started lose the friends
Niggas sleeping the only reason he don't follow trance
Never was again the realest scene to combat the witness
And I see them rappers so act us boy they so rub and give us
I kept it humble my stomach rumble, my rollie ticket,
they damn it dirty, I may forgive em but won't forget it,
And not to mention they wasn't worthy or what I'm spittin
this guy really them haters just pray they comprehended
I'm so addicted to gettin in, I need the intervention
the hottest spittin your favorite rappers get to admit it,
Have mercy let me bout my hay
I count the million not this daily bray,
ain't no more humble let me shit this day,
tell them pussy niggas they ain't never skaned
Poe niggas hate to see you nigga win,
Say you're coming for me pussy nigga wind,
I've been cold hard, since I lost a twin,
I swear I love it when they hate I may to hit again.
I did this for my niggas them,
use your bitch whenever like a member ship,
never bother over twitter beef,
we probably never meet em with the money beat,
Me and kick em on the war yeah the money seats,
Five grand just to see them here to three,
But..on the nigga feet,
That's the competition may they rest in peace.
I know my mama prayin' for me, I hope your mama prayin' too,
'cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we a die what on this canned food
Have mercy on the real nigga, 'cause I'm sending every day love
Have mercy on the real nigga, some Mariah for my niggas dog.
What the f*ck this niggas talking by
Lord the choppers, bring them problems that they talking bout
Roll the riffa no Khalifa you gonna ride tho die,
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NO homicide is suicide before I testify,
That's on my daughter I'm running flora no kind of soda,
And I am talking that money calling them out to ..
Yeah nigga, f*cking that talking about the..
Lot of small talk, nigga go running their mouth again
Balled nigga till they meet them gorrilas,
f*ck a ..my niggas ain't got no feelings,
money is the motive, family is the reason,
hold my mama ain't nobody else ever came between us
and they never will, trees got me gripping still,
them scared niggas go to church and even got the feel,
I tell em look me in my eyes we are not the same,
Lying hard a nigga gone powder in my veins.
I know my mama prayin' for me, I hope your mama prayin' too,
'cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we a die what on this canned food
Have mercy on the real nigga, 'cause I'm sending every day love
Have mercy on the real nigga, some Mariah for my niggas dog.
Pussy nigga still hating hard,
Bitch I'm just winning out the boulevard
Bitch I'm just winning blue another check,
Bout my money catch a bullet tryin to intercept
Trumping about that whip, I let my chain swing,
..in my slickers, like a gang bang,
Every day is a struggle trying to maintain,
And free my real niggas in the chain bang,
I hear them broke niggas still talking
Watch the words do be very cautious,
You frontin mine you can pick a coffee
Ain't no talking tell them shocking once you go to spoke in
Self made rollie in the pair jaze,
Ruin nigga living like a Bruce wing,
new Ferrari kciking like is new king,
Rel nigga in the truth two chains.
I know my mama prayin' for me, I hope your mama prayin' too,
'cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we a die what on this canned food
Have mercy on the real nigga, 'cause I'm sending every day love
Have mercy on the real nigga, some Mariah for my niggas dog.
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