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

Every in the game'll 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 lil' bitch,
you alive thank the niggas 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 then was so laid
For niggas you would calls,
that sound like draft
When I a bitch in love she get here oh so fast,
Fucking right I read my bible, I 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 if he said he checked me
Rather stand before I pull a nigga dick,
All you pussy just 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 put that foolish pride away,
If you can't take a loss, I can't walk away (I can't)
no way in hell I'd ever let you walk away

R-E-S-P-E-C-T this heat, I keep that Glock me
two pistol charges still got my L's and reciprocity
Never be a celebrity, all this beef where the
I'm not wrapped to tightly, probably better off offing 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 more often 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 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
Thinking everybody tryna con or 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 if he said he checked me
Rather stand alone before I pull a dick,
All you pussy just be pulling niggas dick (ya bitch)

my name I'm standing tall and will die any day,
As I grew wise I thought that I would put that pride away,
If you cross take a loss, I can't 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 multiple you don't shit
16 through 52's you got you 4
But it probably was in vein, Cause you won't shit
Brah talk about me bad, I'm not my boy
When I got his pregnant bet it broke his heart
Gone ahead and get some get back or 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
family full of gangstas 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!