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

Every rapper in the game'll say they cocaine
Never to jail was
Never on no
Always throwing crosses that's what lil' get
Claim to be a boss but you a broke bitch,
Reason you alive thank the you run wit,
I was in a cell witchu and you run shit,
me put my shoes on,
But you ain't
I wreck hall and jack off and was so laid back
For niggas you make calls,
Don't that sound like
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 respect for every man that your respect,
still alive, he lying 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 tall and will 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 that Glock with me
two pistol charges still got my L's and reciprocity
Never be a celebrity, all this where the broccoli
I'm obviously not to tightly, probably better off offing me
A nigga better 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 this broken heart 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 deep
Thinking everybody con or cross me
It's getting hard to be tryna get this bad karma off me
Starlito!

I have respect for man that demand your respect,
Nigga still alive, He lying if he said he me
Rather stand alone before I 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 thought that I put that foolish pride away,
If you cross can't take a loss, I can't away (I can't)
There's no way in hell I'd let you walk away

I just aim the Smithn' 22 and win me
If I lost you 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 shit
Brah about me bad, I'm like not my boy
When I got his bitch bet it broke his heart
Gone ahead and get some get back or fuck my
let you in on a lil' secret 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 down for my real still penned up, Luca Brasi!