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(That boy Fatboi better stop playin')(Ayo, Bleu)God, I ask you to protect my soulI'm caught in the life I chose (MM)I say, "Father, I'm sorryand I'm hopin' that you do not fault meI'm caught up slangin' iron God, niggas tryna off me"Grandpa told me for to say my prayers 'fore I lay down, ohChoppers all in the coupetryna get at them, man, fuck that niggaBaby Joe step 'bout Booand I be steady tendin' to them other niggasFifty shots in this car, my brother with mewe both bust at niggasRap nigga steady dissin' on them songsbut ain't fuckin' wit' mePull up in that Cutlass with that tool, I got my top downHop up out this bitch and go to bustin'that's that Glock soundBRPD still wan' lay me downAin't no peace in this haunted townSaid that I'm a ho, he a fuckin' clowntryna turn a smile to a frownPoured up sippin' mud, yeah, bang green with my thugs, yeahThinkin' that he want beatshe got to sleep, fuck who he was, yeahBlood on top my shoes 'til I go six feetwe don't got to clubs, yeahOnly thing we do is wait outsidewhen he come outside, he fucked, yeahTo my fallen gravediggers, watch over us while we outsideMask up with that green and leave out red on the other side"Bah, Bah, " shots fired, and Big Dump ain't make it outI can put this on Bubit ain't gon' stop 'til they all knocked offI say, "Father, I'm sorry, and I'm hopin'that you do not fault meI'm caught up slangin' iron God, niggas tryna off me"Grandpa told me for to say my prayers 'fore I lay down, ohI say, "Father, can you save me? "I don't wanna upset you 'bout these niggas tryna play meIt's hard sittin' watchin' all these niggas try to snake meBut, I'ma keep my head on and stay with that dirty heatBought from out the streets, so you know this bitch dirtyAnd he do shit dirty, I'm talkin' 'bout that thirtySee me out, up your burner bitch, I ain't worriedWhoever lose, they just deserve itI just wan' see you murderedMindin my busniess, they just wan' kill meTryna figure out where Lil Top atI ain't playin' shit cool, known to break all the rulesAnd I'm posted up where it's hot atSix-four, not two, Top say, "Now, do it"They gon' spin around, where your block atPussy nigga spin back, come and get you a hatBut you know you not on that, stop thatI done came a long way from lockdowninside my cell with no matMe and Phat Black, Baby Joe goneBanger bang, stand on thatNigga better not come 'cross that trackStick go, "Pap-pap, " leave you flatRoll that bitch up in a pack, my God, forgive me for thatI say, "Father, I'm sorry, and I'm hopin'that you do not fault meI'm caught up slangin' iron God, niggas tryna off me"Grandpa told me for to say my prayers 'fore I lay down, oh
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