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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
Never went to was
Never on no
Always throwing crosses what lil' hoes get
Claim to be a boss but you a broke bitch,
Reason you alive thank the you run wit,
I was in a witchu and you ain't run shit,
Told me put my on,
But you scratch
I wreck hall and off and then was so laid back
For niggas you make calls,
that sound like draft
When I a bitch in love she get here oh so fast,
right I read my bible, I believe in God,
Yeah you me in my shit but you did not hit hard (laughs)

I have respect for every man that demand 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)

Behind my name I'm tall and will die any day,
As I grew wise I thought that I would put foolish pride away,
If you can't take 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 Glock with me
Caught two pistol charges still got my L's and
Never be a celebrity, all this beef where the
I'm obviously not wrapped to tightly, probably better off me
A better 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 we all thought it was hell
On the L's, sippin' syrup tryna mend this broken heart from all the
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 in deep 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 demand respect,
Nigga still alive, He if he said he checked me
Rather stand before I pull a nigga dick,
All you rappers just be pulling niggas dick (ya bitch)

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

I aim the Smithn' 22 and win me 14-6
If I you with the multiple you don't know shit
16 52's you got you 4 bricks
But it probably was in vein, Cause you won't score
Brah talk me bad, I'm like not my boy
When I got his bitch bet it broke his heart
Gone ahead and get some get or fuck my bitch
I'll let you in on a lil' secret she not shit,
First ole' lady crushed my feelings, I ain't hurt since
Whole family full of and we both know this,
If a run up on me he can get bent up,
Hold it down for my niggas still penned up, Luca Brasi!