Far a angel, more like a devil Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my on the pedal Murdering you right where you stand if I ever you I can fill your back up with shells from .38 special Won't stop till I every rapper, I'm finna replenish Went through a killing spree for and I never repented Father, forgive me, I and have no problem admitting I'm God to these 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 niggas'll blow and they ride for the cash I'm a for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets These motherfuckers I sold my soul to the beast Don't give a fuck about the rate, I'll help it increase I got the realer gorilla embedded in me If I should die right now, I pray my dark you can keep I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites I'm up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, what you I catch him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to
Black on my gloves, on my hoodie 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 on my gloves, black on my mask It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas Life, I'mma it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just know Jesus was waiting
Fresh off the corner niggas hustle and kick it Politicing with gangstas and fucking bitches But lock and try me, the shit'll get different They that I keep it on me and God as my witness I been the business, think I holding the torch I was only 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no Man, I wanted the thing, I wasn't taking no shorts I call up the guys, and we take a If we catch you locking, nigga, we getting fire we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you alive If we slide up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't I'm you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it Money, power and pussy, yes, my religion Proper preparation prevents performance in winning I'm from where them niggas hungry but they stay in the kitchen I tell they to pray, look, bitch, I'm God I know I sinned in the 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 nigga push me If I want it, I take it, of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting Black on my gloves, on my mask a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas Life, take it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was