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on everything I love
I done came too far to 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
It's never too late, my niggas,
would say, my niggas is saints
Know I'm a sinner, God give me my
a hustler, look 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 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 miss my
I'm thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another life he ballin'

Is this a dealers dream?
'Cause all I see is niggas dyin' from disease
on the water, home in the hills
Let the Fed tell it, it isn't his
Photograph our endeavors, plottin' potential
See me as a promotion, tax charges,
Confiscated the whips, on flips
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, gettin' their strippin'
this fast money, next time we'll do it different
Shoutout to KOD, shoutout to Onyx
to MMG, cause we the hottest

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

Aggravated with hoes, all of my foes
Niggas want to be friends, we just takin'
Nigga the clearest, I get shooters on clearance
fit in a Lambo but did it for the appearance
I a rich nigga go to jail
He put Wi Fi in his
Middle of the night, my wanna Skype
I just count money for him, that shit just get him
They say it's hard to smile with a life
In the of the night with a bloody knife
Lord him a chance, every man should be free
He wanted him a but got him a ki
Open that door, 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 let's count this
Dope boy tatted on my
A real dope boy, I never write a

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