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

Every rapper in the say they sold cocaine
went to jail was
Never on no
Always throwing crosses that's lil' hoes get
Claim to be a but you a lil' broke bitch,
Reason you alive the niggas you run wit,
I was in a witchu and you ain't run shit,
me put my shoes on,
But you ain't
I wreck and jack off and then was so laid back
For niggas you make calls,
Don't that sound draft
When I call a bitch in love she get oh so fast,
right I read my bible, I believe in God,
Yeah you punched me in my shit but you did not hit (laughs)

I have for every man that demand your respect,
Nigga still alive, he if he said he checked me
Rather stand alone before I pull a dick,
All you pussy rappers just be 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 walk

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

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

my name I'm standing tall and will die any day,
As I grew wise I that 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 you don't know shit
16 52's you got you 4 bricks
But it probably was in vein, you won't score shit
Brah about me bad, I'm like not my boy
When I got his bitch pregnant bet it broke his
Gone ahead and get some get back or fuck my
I'll let you in on a lil' secret she not shit,
First ole' lady crushed my feelings, I been hurt since
Whole full of gangstas and we both know this,
If a sucker run up on me he can get up,
Hold it down for my real niggas penned up, Luca Brasi!