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time I put my handouts when I'm praying
No handouts what I'm saying
I man up, I came up, I stand up no waiting
Stay prayed up, no laid up, stay laced up,

You run up on me and a nigga get shot
Im still praying for my young nigga boog
He ran it up and then they ran in his spot
He trying to kill em say thats

Don't get it twisted, sin will feed the beast
Preach repentance, every single time we feed the streets
We no better than the poor and the homeless
That's

blinded by the chopper or my VVS diamonds
I be praying you get your shit together for your time end
Suppressor on that barrel told that boy better keep

but some factual statements
Or maybe past relations
With people praying on the fact they didn't think that I'd make it
Ricky told me question

motherfucking hoe
Walking through the cold still I'm burning
I can feel it in my hands grasping bars but getting burnt up by the coal
Yeah my nigga know just how

I think it's fair for me to say I'm a bit grumpy
Cause looking back it's hard to not wonder
Was I under a spell the whole time
Or was it true love

Today's agenda
A nation exterminating the pious
Pray that you never die
Don't dare to be deemed the highest
Our right is founded by liars
Righteous

till the summer leave
She keep her mouth wide just to swallow me
cye, slide and break it down to a blunt of weed
She scared to ‘pologize right in front

it

I dont need nobody by myself Im still achieving
Yeah I'm on the road I'll be home by the Evelyn
See me up now, now she in her feelings
Call me

the community chest
Under duress, praying for rest
Hoping this stop taking long
I got money on your books if we don't make it home, yeah
Pistols pop
Feelings drop

praying I pop off
Wifey said she see me being great hope it's the same for ya'll
Get up out these trenches
Niggas trippin' trynna see me fall
Babies they

it is
Feel me?
Ya
Feel me?
Ya
Will I die alone?
Inhaling loneliness inside, will I die alone through these hard times?
Lately I've been a victim

Dolla dill nigga
Now i wouldn't say this a diss
But i guess its a diss
Take it how you want it ya heard
Or leave it where it's standing ya heard

Uh

down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry 

The ones closest to me 
Praying for my downfall 
Hit the concrete 
Im really from the ground dog 
Life

wrongs and start it again, I get my crown at the end/ A king in mind ive been battling time, fighting the clock for revenge till hour powers combined...

bitch cause she kept talking
It was falling getting hotter by the day like it was august
And I was know she hate me now but damn it's better being honest

night no play
Hustling struggling praying for money to come my way
You can't kill my energy
Your politics is not for me
You can take it all of it
You

and tricking in front of the church
For what it's worth, we never hustle on holy grounds
Cause when none of my homies found
God is truly who holds me down
I owe

it cracking like the reagan era
Me against the world no Michael cera
They Tryna get me kicked but don't know capoeira
Skeleton in my closet from my

stalling for time
you testing my patience

Keep it moving with the fake shit

Sorry you thought I was playing

Words
Came
Out iffy

You stuck ina mix
Yeah

choose over my $lime
Cherish every moment with you we don't do this all the time
Late nights thuggin' baby, yeah I be on my grind
I been going through it

This world is the vainest it's truly amazing
Surrounded by Satan so I'm always praying
This life is a game but I'm never caught playing
I'm out in space

it fly by as I
Knock you till you broke your spine
Time to put the fright
Inside the king
Like his patrol is dyin
Human (r)evolution
Is coming for your