Far from a angel, like a devil SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal Murdering you right you stand if I ever catch you I can fill your back up with from this .38 special Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm finna Went through a spree for years and I never repented Father, me, I sinned and have no problem admitting I'm like God to bitches, my only problem's a mitten Got black on my gloves, on my mask Shoot every hit, miss and I'm back on yo' ass I won't hold back, I'mma blow and you flat on yo' ass My lil' niggas'll blow and they ride for the I'm a for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets These motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the Don't give a fuck the murder rate, I'll help it increase I got the realer gorilla embedded in me If I should die right now, I pray my dark soul you can Cause I'm corrupted, I with killers, gangstas, elites I'm up in this wildin' for Chiraq, what you think? I catch him in traffic, it and rock him to sleep
Black on my gloves, on my hoodie I got it on me for any pussy nigga that me If I it, I take it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting Black on my gloves, black on my a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas Life, I'mma take it, of Satan I'm a for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
off the corner where niggas hustle and kick it Politicing with gangstas and fucking bitches But lock and try me, the shit'll get different They know I keep it on me and God as my witness I been the business, probably think I the torch I was 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the porch Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no Man, I wanted the whole thing, I wasn't taking no I call up the guys, and we a ride If we catch you locking, nigga, then we getting we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you alive If we slide up on him, swiss him, he won't survive I'm you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it Money, power and pussy, yes, my religion Proper preparation poor performance in winning I'm from where them ain't hungry but they stay in the kitchen I they mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God I know I in the past but I beat the odds I put in work, I did it for Forever, I'm cursed, I been hit from the mob
Black on my gloves, black on my I got it on me for any pussy that push me If I want it, I it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting Black on my gloves, on my mask a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas Life, I'mma take it, of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was