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Ha ha ha ha ha ha... Got some shit I gotta get off my chest one time, you know what I’m saying? Yep Didn't know I was wrong nigga Till I hit the game like Malaysia plays at a loss nigga Too fair with it you acting like your life hard nigga Industry in trouble wanted down for this dame never that show niggas up All through this streets, heavily involved with it I’m Mars pit it Vertigo in the booth and I’m sharper than whoo I snatch you a bitch and believe me never been neither Homies got that knock team, the whole white that leave with the Bimmer I need a breather, underachiever, my teacher said I’m a demon Mom getting calls in the evening Me with the mic, better do it and [?] keening Granny had me dreaming the day she left me was really grieving If Cade at number one I’m number two with it Got to prove with it coward Die Hard nigga I’m Bruce Willis I’m Dr. Seuss with a Roo head out the booth with I Tell her if the shoe fits it’s ooh niggas through living Ain’t nobody gon stop me Put in work, I deserve my shine All my life tryna block me Hit the verse I’m a make my line Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray Letras de cancionesHope he hear my cry Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray Hope he hear my cry Motherfucker got a confession I possess the God particle lock me up for possession If a relationship with God should be grateful proper protection Bitch I am the show and prove don’t need to ask me no question Segregation well you should probably stay in the section We ain’t repping the same you’ll eventually learn your lesson Oh how quick you become a victim As soon as you pelp the weapon Like it woulda made a difference If I know that you wish you had carried a weapon The Lord hearing me crying I pray and beg you don’t push me It’s different from the way you cry after we had to go hurt you pussy Ya’ll make time to destroy him because I’m focused on building Like the first brick that I stole from [?] and Flatbush I do this shit for my children until I force em to forfeit An incurable sickness that was quietly laying dormant Then I flare up at anytime for niggas that think they important The body in a box is the last image I leave in a portrait Then glamor it motherfuckers Ain’t nobody gon stop me Put in work, I deserve my shine All my life tryna bock me Hit the verse I’m a make my line Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray Hope he hear my cry Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray Hope he hear my cry Ain’t nobody gon stop me All my life tryna block me Hope he hear my cry I pray hope he hear my cry From Letras Mania