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

Mighty Muhammad, son of
Son of a bitch, one for my momma
on my back, tats 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, these my realest
One time for Trav, nigga, and all them dope

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

Is this a dealers dream?
all I ever see is niggas dyin' from disease
Mansion on the water, home in the
Let the Fed tell it, it isn't his
Photograph our endeavors, potential set-ups
See me as a promotion, tax charges,
the whips, concentratin' on flips
Contemplatin' the trip, for bricks
Lord knows I'm a sinner, it was cold in the
Eatin' out of the trash, shit make you a killer
Lord forgive these bitches, gettin' money strippin'
this fast money, next time we'll do it different
Shoutout to KOD, shoutout to nigga
Shoutout to MMG, cause we the

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

Aggravated with hoes, all of my foes
Niggas to be friends, we just takin' control
vision the clearest, I get shooters on clearance
Barely fit in a but did it for the appearance
I a rich nigga go to jail
He put Wi Fi in his
Middle of the night, my nigga Skype
I just count money for him, that shit just get him
They say it's hard to smile a double life
In the middle of the with a bloody knife
Lord him a chance, every man should be free
He him a degree but got him a ki
that door, just hopin' for more
They gave him a bond, I him a Porsche
I gave him a name, I him a shot
I him the game, I gave him a block
Smokin' on that gas, I be thinkin' too
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 thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another he ballin'