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This on I love
I done 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
It's never too late, my niggas,
would say, my niggas is saints
Know I'm a sinner, God me my sentence
Labelled a hustler, at my Benz
One time for Black, nigga, one for Nut, nigga
One time for Gucci, nigga, one for Cano, nigga
One time for Bizzle, nigga, these my niggas
One for Trav, nigga, and all them dope dealers

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' 'bout his daughter, in another life he

Is a drug dealers dream?
'Cause all I ever see is niggas from disease
on the water, home in the hills
Let the Fed tell it, it really his
Photograph our endeavors, potential set-ups
See me as a promotion, tax charges,
Confiscated the whips, on flips
the trip, congregatin' for bricks
Lord knows I'm a sinner, it was in the winter
Eatin' out of the trash, shit would make you a
Lord forgive these bitches, gettin' their strippin'
Chasin' fast money, next time we'll do it different
Shoutout to KOD, shoutout to Onyx
to MMG, cause we the hottest

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 life he ballin'

Aggravated with hoes, distracted all of my
Niggas want to be friends, we takin' control
Nigga vision the clearest, I get on clearance
Barely fit in a Lambo but did it for the
I seen a rich go to jail
He put Wi Fi in his
Middle of the night, my nigga Skype
I just count for him, that shit just get him hype
They say hard to smile with 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 him a Porsche
I him a name, I gave him a shot
I gave him the game, I him a block
Smokin' on that gas, I be too fast
Drug dealer's dream, now let's count this
boy tatted on my neck
A real dope boy, I never write a

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