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days had an onion
Another week pass by, a quarter from the runnin'
So I take a quarter to the corner store and cop some Funions
That's my only treat,

I pray for This World
Thank GOD for another day in This World
And I wonder why
There's so much hate in This World
But let's face it my nigga
There

know man


I Never kill fact like Suzanne Scott
So there’s money on my head like who want what?
Self-made and paid to slay precedence
Make ‘em prey,

Askin' too much, grab these two nuts
You be instigating beef, bitch I'm outside (Gang)
Niggas hatin', jheez, I'm down to slide (Hatin')
Mesmerized by

I want her here lord
Yeah
And if you don't hear me pray
It's ok
I'll just dry my tears by making all this bank
Uh
This is thug passion baby
Yeah
Uh

You carry me
When I look back, I see footprints right behind me
And I know, my Lord, You are awesome, magnificent
I'm the living evidence of Your

I will pray to Jehovah
Big dreams so am losing my sleep
I tell my fans to stay woke
My music is pass dope, it’s coke
Real nigga yeah I spit it, how I

If only I could lose won't you like it
But success in my veins it won't happen
I pray to God for life just for formalities
I know I will only die

in the air yeah yeah

Magic my nigga I'ma certified winner
I'll eat you niggas up y'all niggas certified dinner
Ya man don't wanna see me he better

Probably pour in a one liter
Your baby mama she a cum eater
Don't give a fuck if her son see it
Free Pence and free Vez
Middle finger when I see feds
My

about it'd make me shake
And I pray that ain't the case but if occasion turns to fate
Maybe you silly niggas'll listen to what I say
Die and become

trust in what I see, learned that shit there from Loc
And on my rainy days, I put my hope in God and hope that he just hear my prays
Cause I can't win for

make you fumble nigga
Call you niggas prey cause I done turned into a hunter nigga
Niggas wanna sign 5k then Ima need about 100 figures
When we see you

Spittable'
Non-negotiable for me Hip Hop's not quittable
When I was just practicing y'all found me by accident
Clappin' for my rappin' when I thought I was

decision
Blinded by my faith only God as my witness
Third eye visions
I’ve been having premonitions
Of the the whole team winning
I wasn’t put here to fit in

can’t do this by yourself
Let me help you
Your eyes have big bags cause your stressed too
I know I have bags I can bless you
She with the shits and I like

out the Benz, man I gotta grab a Porsche (Niggas)
acting so shady, man you gotta move with caution (And)
My momma pray for me Coz death is not my

Dazed and amazed by the way You say I was made
Still I'm praising Your name for the days that I see no rays
I'm believing in the cross, Jesus is my boss

know say ah everyday ah Jah Dey around
E go shock dem how we go elevate
One by one we go penetrate
We go high and booze we go celebrate
The hater ago sit

Chillin' with my white boy in the Tenn'
Two hours later, I done made about ten
They don't see me win
They'd rather see a nigga fucked up, dead
Or in the pen'

I'm a one of one better come and get your plate
Maxed out stats
Pray that you can weave
Grand Theft Auto see sick for what I'm pulling out the sleeve

to trick me, I knew that wasn't God's plan
Trying to take my manhood by another man's hand
Lord forgive me, I know I was wrong
All them days when I was weak

Money I told that bitch ion 
Got time to lay up I'm motivated 
By a bag I'm tryna run it 
Up hold up count up aye man 
The streets fucked up ain't been

Word to Left-Eye,
When my n*gga T died,
Wasn't that surprised,
Take the up with the down,
City streets don't cry,
I just pray that his sons
Don't go that