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I just wanna thank god Through the good and the bad Come take a look at my past I couldn't have passed with all these crooks in my class Gotta roll with the punches Talking hooks and the jabs I couldn't be last Road to riches My foot on the gas They making more statements Once you in the law station My thoughts tainted I could feel them at the door waiting This a cold day in hell If I run across Satan Got me praying to the lord With my diamond cross hanging Get killed for a short payment These niggas reckless and devious Clear the scene Post up your body and make a meme of it I dreamed about success And I made a couple promises Get the bag and never look back That shit was obvious You stay, they say you dumb Letras de cancionesLeave out, they say you hiding 50 left Queens Stacks stayed, and they bodied him Mace left Harlem Al stayed and they bodied him Niggas getting Shmurders but look what they did to Bob and them I speak to Rowdy time to time He in good spirits We got a classic for y'all Wait until the hood hear it I couldn't steer it I'm watching my man cook up a hard piece I'm taking notes Tryna steal his whip, like a car thief You frauds sweet Keep your advice I'll never use it My homie said He just wanna aim at your head and shoot it He waiting for the word I'm bout to just tell him do it I ain't petty I'll make sure the caste get theraputed 'Cause opportunity didn't knock I picked the lock Tornado gun I could spin your block When I spin your block I sell chicken in Hell's Kitchen It's well written You either gon' be a dead victim or jail sentence Shells spitting Fuck rain, I let hail hit 'em He survive Treat him like a dog If he tell clip him The shit that I'm rhyming is deep You see how I vibe to the beat When Pop died, I was weak For nights that I cried in my sleep There was thoughts in my head Like damn homie how could this be? Went from starter on the team Now you just outta the league Damn, and now you just outta the league And just for you I keep a trophy The rock on the sleeve From Letras Mania