Far a angel, more like a devil SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal Murdering you where you stand if I ever catch you I can fill your back up with shells from .38 special Won't stop I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish Went through a spree for years and I never repented Father, forgive me, I and have no problem admitting I'm like God to these bitches, my only a mitten Got black on my gloves, on my mask Shoot every hit, miss and I'm coming on yo' ass I won't hold back, I'mma and knock you flat on yo' ass My lil' niggas'll blow and they for the cash I'm a for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the beast Don't give a fuck the murder rate, I'll help it increase I got the realer gorilla embedded in me If I die right now, I pray my dark soul you can keep Cause I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, I'm up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, you think? I catch him in traffic, wreck it and him to sleep
Black on my gloves, on my hoodie I got it on me for any pussy nigga that me If I want it, I it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting Black on my gloves, black on my a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas Life, I'mma take it, of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting
Fresh off the where niggas hustle and kick it Politicing with and fucking with bitches But never lock and try me, the get different They that I keep it on me and God as my witness I the business, probably think I holding the torch I was only 12 or 13 when I first on the porch Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't no sports Man, I wanted the whole thing, I wasn't taking no I up the guys, and we take a ride If we catch you locking, nigga, we getting fire we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you alive If we slide up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't I'm you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it Money, power and pussy, yes, that's my Proper preparation prevents performance in winning I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but stay in the kitchen I tell they to pray, look, bitch, I'm God I know I in the past but I beat the odds I put in work, I did it for Forever, I'm cursed, I been hit from the mob
Black on my gloves, black on my I got it on me for any nigga that push me If I want it, I take it, of Satan I'm a for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting Black on my gloves, black on my a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas Life, take it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting