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Tell 'em for me
It was God that Dre to me
Even brought the nigga for me
but them niggas shot Big
Made a nigga feel of the the city where he live
Make a nigga hate the logo on the cap
Thinking back to that beamer, my nigga Pac was strapped
But I'm dreaming Las Vegas Boulevard, son's bullet scars
Everybody king of Diamonds until the feds pull cards
Not the though
Hip Hop was better off it was just Dre, Scarface, and Esco
of the gold chain
It's a game nigga, Johnny Coltrane
Versaces with the gold frame
Nigga he sold 'caine that's a bold claim
14 had a brain that could throw
So strange, have to blow they mind,

forgive me 'cause I'm tryna make a living, hah
Them niggas hatin' 'cause that Royce killing, hah
Niggas shining like they from the ceiling, hah
Me and 'Ye (Something like my Jesus piece, hah)
Lord willin', I see a
'Til then, I let my hang (Something like my Jesus piece)
Throw suicide doors up
And let that Ghost swang (Something like my Jesus piece)

the crack music, nigga
Never spit a verse 'cause I was making trap music,
I'm not an army, I'm a
The flow is water, Andre to Ice Cube him
Ice Cubin', roof
on my side tryna get my Trues loose
When I'm talkin' 'bout God, she 'posed to bow her
Now she all on the blog, steady 'bout her head
Got me thinking like a father, is the safe?
Got me clinging to my daughter like shark fins in
Rocks in my ears Titanic
This is my life and it's exactly how I it, damn it
God says everything for a reason
I four seasons at The Four Seasons
that chinchilla off, poor kids is freezing
Cookin' up in the same pot ain't got to pee in

Mama forgive me 'cause I'm tryna a living, hah
Them niggas hatin' that Royce Phantom killing, hah
Niggas shining like hanging from the ceiling, hah
Me and 'Ye killing (Something my Jesus piece, hah)
willin', I see a billion
'Til then, I let my hang (Something like my Jesus piece)
them suicide doors up
And let that Holy Ghost (Something like my Jesus piece)

on gold leashes
Cruisers, greases make them cohesive
I'm the sun shining with God
closer to a true blood bleeder, soul of a southern preacher
Went dinner with bottom feeders to world leaders
We the peace up, knowing the world need us
Eagerness to live and see the bright lights
To sacrifices we it's sorta Christ-like
At the party thinking what the afterlife's like
He paid for my sins, is it priced right?
Fuck it, I see the light, raw Stacy
Can't my Jesus piece that's so Peter-like
crow for dough, get low for mo'
A she end up at the condo
Another Jane Doe or a angel
Pendant on an angle, the chain glow

Mama forgive me I'm tryna make a living, hah
Them niggas hatin' 'cause that Phantom killing, hah
Niggas like they hanging from the ceiling, hah
Me and 'Ye killing (Something my Jesus piece, hah)
willin', I see a billion
'Til then, I let my hang (Something like my Jesus piece)
Throw them suicide up
And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my piece)