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

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

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

Behind my name I'm standing and will die any day,
As I grew wise I thought that I would put 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

R-E-S-P-E-C-T heat, I keep that Glock with me
Caught two charges still got my L's and reciprocity
Never be a celebrity, all this beef the broccoli
I'm obviously not wrapped to tightly, 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 phone from rap niggas, I get calls way often from jail (hello)
Swear it was so hot out on my block we all thought it was
On the L's, sippin' syrup tryna mend this broken from all the betrayal
it before it got off the scale, re-up and do it again
Shot it out so many times, got to see who was my friends
I was one deep in thought
Thinking everybody con or cross me
It's hard to be humble tryna get this bad karma off me
Starlito!

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

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

I just aim the Smithn' 22 and win me
If I lost you with the you don't know shit
16 through 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
I got his bitch pregnant bet it broke his heart
Gone and get some get back or fuck my bitch
I'll let you in on a lil' nigga she not shit,
First ole' lady crushed my feelings, I ain't been hurt
family full of gangstas and we both know this,
If a sucker run up on me he can get up,
Hold it for my real niggas still penned up, Luca Brasi!