Prayers of a Hustler
Kiing Money B
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Aye Dat probably Tago Shit Messing around with Trippe I question a lot of things My religion, my faith, my purpose But loosing B Man that shit hurt Somebody gotta be watching me, why am I alive When so many of my niggas have died Ain’t no since in living in fear I wonder why I’m here But I’m guessing that it’wasn’t my time Still I wonder why you took my cousin Brandon, he was getting his life right I’d give all I got just to give him a lifeline That’s when I started questioning what I believe in But not like some of y’all, y’all be off the deep end Different opinion When it come to religion If you ask me it puts you in a box Cuz if you ain’t open to the option of those around you We at war, man this shit has gotta stop When it all ends we all praying that we right No matter your religion, know you praying at the night Unless you an atheist But this song ain’t made for this To keep it real I’m tryna break a myth We all running out of time Until my number’s called keep a gunner by my side All these different religions And all these different decisions Sometimes I wonder if I’m on the right track I mean I done read the Bible In like two different styles And I still don’t have where I’m at I done did some bad things that I can’t take back You know it’s hard to live right when you chasing a bag I done got to the point, I could care less about a Benz I just wanna see See my cousin again When it comes to my religion I guess that I’m a Christian But Angel and Trippe opened my mind I be dead in a mission And I still pay attention I hope God knows I’m looking for signs Lord here I go again Come before you to repent I hope you forgive my ways and each one of my sins You got a let me in I got family and friends And I got to see Brandon again I believe in the Lord don’t know about the rest Just know that each day I get closer to my death Am I on the right path, moving in the right direction Am I going to hell cuz I got a couple questions Maybe I’m guilty by association Cuz we all know that your boy is associated I know some killers and some pimps I know women that strip I know some niggas that only deal dope to play the rent That dirty bread might have bankrolled a session or two How do I know that wasn’t God throwing me a blessing or two I know B like don’t give up So I won’t give up What more can I say I’m just tryna make a way No matter what I believe I promise you that I pray All these different religions And all these different decisions Sometimes I wonder if I’m on the right track I mean I done read the Bible In like two different styles And I still don’t have where I’m at I done did some bad things that I can’t take back You know it’s hard to live right when you chasing a bag I done got to the point, I could care less about a Benz I just wanna see See my cousin again
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