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Dear Heavenly Father, I come to you seeking comfort in depressed
This is a time
Brasi!

Every in the game'll say they sold cocaine
Never went to was
Never on no
Always throwing that's what lil' hoes get
to be a boss but you a lil' broke bitch,
Reason you thank the niggas you run wit,
I was in a cell and you ain't run shit,
Told me put my on,
But you scratch
I wreck and jack off and then was so laid back
For you would make calls,
Don't sound like draft
When I call a bitch in love she get oh so fast,
Fucking I read my bible, I believe in God,
you punched me in my shit but you did not hit hard (laughs)

I respect for every man that demand your respect,
still alive, he lying if he said he checked me
Rather alone before I pull a nigga dick,
All you pussy just be pulling niggas dick (ya bitch)

Behind my name I'm standing tall and die any day,
As I grew I thought that I would put that foolish pride away,
If you cross can't a loss, I can't walk away (I can't)
There's no way in hell I'd ever let you away

R-E-S-P-E-C-T this heat, I keep that Glock me
Caught two pistol charges got my L's and reciprocity
Never be a celebrity, all beef where the broccoli
I'm obviously not to tightly, probably better off offing me
A nigga watch how he talk to me, like how I watch how I talk on my cell
Don't answer my from rap niggas, I get calls way more often from jail (hello)
Swear it was so hot out on my block we all thought it was
On the L's, sippin' tryna mend this broken heart from all the betrayal
Sold it before it got off the scale, and do it again
Shot it out so times, got to see who was truly my friends
I was one deep in thought
everybody tryna con or cross me
It's getting hard to be tryna get this bad karma off me
Starlito!

I have respect for every man that your respect,
Nigga alive, He lying if he said he checked me
Rather stand alone before I a nigga dick,
All you pussy rappers be pulling niggas dick (ya bitch)

Behind my name I'm standing tall and die any day,
As I grew wise I thought I would put that foolish pride away,
If you cross take a loss, I can't walk away (I can't)
There's no way in hell I'd ever let you walk

I just aim the Smithn' 22 and win me
If I lost you with the multiple you don't shit
16 52's you got you 4 bricks
But it probably was in vein, Cause you won't score
Brah about me bad, I'm like not my boy
When I got his bitch pregnant bet it his heart
Gone ahead and get some get or fuck my bitch
I'll let you in on a lil' nigga she not shit,
First ole' lady crushed my feelings, I been hurt since
Whole family full of gangstas and we both this,
If a run up on me he can get bent up,
Hold it for my real niggas still penned up, Luca Brasi!