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I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me" I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me" I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy My lil nigga trippin', have the one catch a body He even dropped outta school, took it to his hobby I told him to just do it and don't talk about it And once you slide, boy, you better hit everybody I'm livin' like a sniper, lyin' with the window cracked 'Cause I'm about to see out the end I be chasin' paper but these ladies, they be after me And every time I talk to one, they gotta scrap a G All of 'em got a game plan on try to catch me Think about my life, every night I'm smokin' grabba leaf I think about my homies in the system I think about my homies 'cause I miss 'em I wish you could call me to come get you, my nigga You miss Christmas, my nigga You miss Easter, my nigga You missin' out on your children The streets vouch for me 'cause rappin' what I'm livin' Letras de cancionesI rap the way I rap 'cause I be rappin' what I'm feelin' [?] I'm gone I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me" I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me" I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy Yo, my daughter got a nanny for my her other nanny Bitch, I made it out the hood, motherfuckin' Grammy Two mil on wheels, that's in my garage Wish Granny could see me now, bitch, I'm livin' large Tripped a lotta deal, reupped and parted ways 50/50, make it back, that's what they all say Y'all pray for us, we on the turn pipe And if them lights get behind us, I'ma burn rubber See niggas lose they life, nigga lose their minds Niggas get to like you, nigga left behind, woo These niggas love to hate but shit, I love the grind And ain't no lookin' better, just a waste of time Long, live, fresh, these niggas ain't right for ya But keep it real, hey, who really down to die for ya? All I know is that these chains take a way this pain Scrapped up in the 'rari in designer frames Mad luck just hit the last house My paranoid ass Bentley, got the cash out I feel like niggas don't want me to be great Until you're made but they're inside, G's fake Thank the Lord, I got blessed with some trap money But the devil got me workin' for this rap money They tried to stop me livin' good, I'ma die today Rich nigga from the hood, I'ma die that way I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me" I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me" I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy From Letras Mania