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(Ayy, JB, you sauced up)Huh, huhHuh, woah, woahHuh, huhI say, "God, who am I? "Prayin' to the skyI'm anxious and I'm desperate, I be wishin' that I cryTired of situations, I be wishin' that I die"Top, why you keep complainin'? You'll forever be my child"Livin' wild, Father, this is not how I was raised upOpps wanna frame us, DA wanna hang usI'm sorry for my thoughts and actionsThat ain't to Your likin'Man, I'm scarred, this ain't no facadesI don't really like meI don't know who I could run toI don't know where I could run and hide"Your intentions'll get you dead, " I feel aliveGangsters approachin', look what this come toThey tellin' me I'm that guyWhile off inside I'm still holdin'All the feelings of a childThuggin' at its finest, murder at a all time highHustlin' at its finest, all my lifeI been tryna get it rightI don't need you up and leavin' me, I need you here, oh, IPray on my knees at night, so the angels seeI am not who they sayin' I amRunnin' from my birthplaceLord, it been a earthquakeTrust in my fire, oh, I been needin' some peaceCan You say when it's on the way?Oh, bae, you love me, can you fuck me like you do? (Huh?)My job got us fussin', I been hustlin' all for youI done got up in some trouble, but can't tell you what I doWhat I done or what I didI don't give a fuck, I speak the truthI'll take my stick, blow out the roofI made a T-top out the coupe, from KD car to a BentleyI don't trip, they laughin' at my painI worry God as I'm sinnin'Scary bitch, look at my chainAnd swear to God that I'm winnin'But I been losin', paranoid, might be my boy tryna get meStuck in prison, fuck this systemSnortin' ice inside my nose'Til I noticed that I'm trippin'I'm the one who got controlBitch, I made me eight million whole time that I was downI don't give a fuck about no moneyMight still catch me with a frownMight still catch me with my wife, GlockI'm in Ogden on a white blockWith the Treces even though I fuck with SouthsideGrandma passed awaySaw her on FaceTime at night, that mornin', she diedTell me when it's comin', I been waitin' foreverI know You hear meThuggin' at its finest, murder at a all time highHustlin' at its finest, all my lifeI been tryna get it rightI don't need you up and leavin' me, I need you here, oh, IPray on my knees at night, so the angels seeI am not who they sayin' I amRunnin' from my birthplaceLord, it been a earthquakeTrust in my fire, oh, I been needin' some peaceCan You say when it's on the way?Oh, bae, you love me, can you fuck me like you do? (Huh?)My job got us fussin', I been hustlin' all for youI done got up in some trouble, but can't tell you what I doWhat I done, or what I didI don't give a fuck, I speak the truthI'll take my stick, blow out the roofI made a T-top out the coupe, from KD car to a Bentley
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