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This on I love
I came too far to look back
Lord my soul, you heard me?

Mighty Muhammad, son of
Son of a bitch, one time for my
Tats on my back, on my face
Bitch I'm a don, can you
never too late, my niggas, relate
Never would say, my niggas is
Know I'm a sinner, God give me my
Labelled a hustler, at my Benz
One for Black, nigga, one time for Nut, nigga
One time for Gucci, nigga, one time for Cano,
One time for Bizzle, nigga, my realest niggas
One time for Trav, nigga, and all them dealers

Murder, a mothafuckin'
No you didn't see it but I know you bitches it
Blood on the corner, damn I my dawg
I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another life he

Is this a drug dealers
'Cause all I ever see is dyin' from disease
on the water, home in the hills
Let the Fed tell it, it really his
our endeavors, plottin' potential set-ups
See me as a promotion, tax charges,
Confiscated the whips, concentratin' on
Contemplatin' the trip, congregatin' for
knows I'm a sinner, it was cold in the winter
Eatin' out of the trash, would make you a killer
Lord forgive these bitches, their money strippin'
Chasin' this fast money, time we'll do it different
Shoutout to KOD, shoutout to nigga
Shoutout to MMG, we the hottest

Murder, a murder
No you didn't see it but I know you heard it
Blood on the corner, damn I my dawg
I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another he ballin'

Aggravated hoes, distracted all of my foes
want to be friends, we just takin' control
Nigga the clearest, I get shooters on clearance
Barely fit in a Lambo but did it for the
I seen a nigga go to jail
He put Wi Fi in his
Middle of the night, my wanna Skype
I just count money for him, shit just get him hype
They say it's hard to smile a double life
In the middle of the night with a bloody
Lord give him a chance, every man be free
He wanted him a but got him a ki
Open that door, just hopin' for
They gave him a bond, I gave him a
I gave him a name, I him a shot
I him the game, I gave him a block
Smokin' on gas, I be thinkin' too fast
Drug dealer's dream, now count this cash
boy tatted on my neck
A real boy, I never write a check

Murder, a mothafuckin'
No you see it but I know you bitches heard it
Blood on the corner, damn I miss my
I'm just 'bout his daughter, in another life he ballin'