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This on everything I
I done came too far to back
Lord protect my soul, you me?

Mighty Muhammad, son of
Son of a bitch, one time for my
on my back, tats on my face
Bitch I'm a don, can you
It's never too late, my niggas,
Never 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, my realest niggas
One time for Trav, nigga, and all them dope

Murder, a murder
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 life he ballin'

Is this a drug dealers
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, plottin' 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
out of the trash, shit would make you a killer
Lord forgive bitches, gettin' their money strippin'
Chasin' this fast money, next time we'll do it
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, I miss my dawg
I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another life he

Aggravated hoes, distracted all of my foes
Niggas want to be friends, we just control
Nigga the clearest, I get shooters on clearance
fit in a Lambo but did it for the appearance
I seen a rich nigga go to
He put Wi Fi in his
of the night, my nigga wanna Skype
I just money for him, that shit just get him hype
They say it's to smile with a double life
In the of the night with a bloody knife
Lord give him a chance, man should be free
He him a degree but got him a ki
Open that door, just for more
They him a bond, I gave 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 dream, now let's count this cash
boy tatted on my neck
A real boy, I never write a check

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