You should bring that nigga to the *** dice game, nigga. What you talking about? Boom. Hold on. Hold on. Facts. Hold on. What's my point? Oh, ***. Nah. Give me that ***, nigga. Bitch ass nigga. Man, give my money back, bro. Hold on, nigga. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. You look like the enemies. Hold on. Hey. Where y'all niggas from? Hold on, nigga. Old Bay. Where you at? The church. What up, nigga? What's good? I'm a hundred racks away from my happiness. Matter of fact, a hundred mil. Only thing I've been stacking lately is stress. Put that on top of bills. I could go and cop a brick on the block and make it disappear like Copperfield. My nigga said he love the evils of the lifestyle and the way that chopper feel. Is it really heaven for a nigga that ain't never seen hope? Can't see past enemies through the weed smoke. Put a nigga in the dirt for a quick scene. No stealing out of my purse, either that or sling dope. On the boulevard in a white hood house with a hot water rider, but the pot don't run. Half on a peak stash in a bush in the back. Goddamn, pray a cop don't come. Daydreaming about a pent-up girl with big tits and curvy waist. Until it's time I get ready for work and jump on that 38. Young nigga going nowhere fast. Will he see an early fate? He don't want to die young, but if he do, will he see them pearly gates? Oh, Lord. This life has got a hold of me. Going through it. You know how it goes. Hennessy and Bombay. I swear that's all a nigga knows. Mama say she pray for me. I hear them hoes calling. I know that there's a way for me, but if that money right I'm all in. Lord, let me share my rights. Lord, let me right these wrongs. Lord, let me see my light. Lord, use me through songs. Lord, let me duck these fake friends, even if I gotta be on my own. You know the type that never be in sight, but when they need something, hit your phone. Lord, let me dodge this cage. Lord, please bless my days. Lord, please change my ways. Lord, please tame my rage. Lord, tell me why I'm at the same job for ten years, never got one raise. Lord, let me move up, let me move out, let me save for that brand new range. Lord, why the fam gotta argue and fight, why we never really on the same page? Lord, why that gotta be the reason I always hold grudge, even at a young age? Lord, why these niggas ain't real? Lord, should I take this deal? Lord, know that I got a date with Faith. Oh Lord, please take this real. Still wondering when I'm getting my turn. I don't wanna crash, not a fear I might burn. Hit a stoplight, then I hit a right turn. Cause I wanna do it all, but on my terms. I don't wanna come up in the game in vain. For the fame, I probably might kill myself. I got the hands of my own in my home, cause I think another pill might help. I've been going back and forth with my confidence, keep that with you and I. I've been trying to stay true inside. But the better question is, who am I? Lord, this life has got a hold of me. Going through it, you know how it goes. Hennessy and Bombay. I swear that's all a nigga knows. Mama say she pray for me. I hear them hoes calling. I know that there's a way for me. But if that money right, I'm all in.