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Yeah... Lucas... Xoly...
I spit my... my mutha fucking... my heart...
Lord, I hope that you'll hear all my prayers...
Yeah... I pray... yeah

Lord, I'm coming to you for some help
I'm in need of some hope from ya
I know you got me and look over me
I know everything that I know from ya
Get me a way to get right
Make it, I promise that I won't let go from ya
I'm really hoping that you'll hear my prayers
I could never let go from ya
I got a 9 in my left hand
I don't know what the fuck ima do with it
I be talking bout hurting niggas
And I'm the type to go through with it
My baby be telling me calm down 'fore fuck it up cause I'm too gifted
I gotta focus on me, na forreal
And I pray I don't die cause it's coo living

Yes I gotta pay the price
I don't think you see the pain in me
Still going, Ima keep pushing
But that ain't me, that's the faith in me
I know some angels, they be around me
So everything should be safe with me
Ima die trying like my name 50
Roll it up that Mary Jane sticky
Maybe some day I can run into
A milli in cash and then thumb it through
I wanna be great, got a grip on the game
Ima jump in that shit like I'm Corbin Bleu
They fuck with me, they don't fuck with you
Oh you's a shooter? You bussing too?
Nigga you get on my nerves
Don't tell me what you finna come and do
I be kicking shit real solid
I just wanna go and stretch bands
Split it with my lil baby thang
Cause Lord know that my best friend
I do not fuck with these niggas
See I keep it pushing, I'm stepping on next y'all
I really know that I'm next dawg
So I ain't even tryna flex dawg
They gon see me balling, when they see me balling
When I was a baby probably skipped the crawling
I'm ahead of niggas and I spit retarded
Niggas mad, label me a target
I don't give a fuck I'm on my P's and Q's
I will not speak on what we been through
I should go visit my momma, she miss me
Ima be back in a week or two
Ima fuck up the game, I ain't creeping through
I'm here to stay, I ain't leaving you
We got so much of a bond, we attached
And we keeping attached, get deep with you
If I do it, that's what I mean to do
I needa get high, bring the reefer through
Me and my niggas been through some shit
So it ain't no telling what we will do
I be giving em me, they don't feel me nigga
Fuck what they say, this the real me nigga
They gon have to come and kill me nigga
If you think that you got me, you tripping nigga
But shoutout to you if I'm slipping nigga
Stack them bitches to the ceiling nigga
Pull up on em, just to flex on em
Smirk at em, then I'm peeling nigga

Lord, I'm coming to you for some help
I'm in need of some hope from ya
I know you got me and look over me
I know everything that I know from ya
Get me a way to get right
Make it, I promise that I won't let go from ya
I'm really hoping that you'll hear my prayers
I could never let go from ya
I got a 9 in my left hand
I don't know what the fuck ima do with it
I be talking bout hurting niggas
And I'm the type to go through with it
My baby be telling me calm down 'fore fuck it up cause I'm too gifted
I gotta focus on me, na forreal
And I pray I don't die cause it's coo living

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