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

Every rapper in the game'll say they cocaine
Never went to was
on no chain
Always throwing crosses that's what hoes get
Claim to be a boss but you a lil' bitch,
Reason you alive the niggas you run wit,
I was in a cell and you ain't run shit,
me put my shoes on,
But you scratch
I wreck hall and jack off and then was so laid
For niggas you would calls,
Don't that sound draft
When I call a bitch in she get here oh so fast,
Fucking right I read my bible, I in God,
Yeah you punched me in my but you did not hit hard (laughs)

I respect for every man that demand your respect,
still alive, he lying if he said he checked me
Rather alone before I pull a nigga dick,
All you pussy just be pulling niggas dick (ya bitch)

Behind my name I'm tall and will die any day,
As I wise I thought that I would put that foolish pride away,
If you cross can't take a loss, I walk away (I can't)
There's no way in hell I'd let you walk away

R-E-S-P-E-C-T this heat, I keep that Glock me
Caught two pistol charges got my L's and reciprocity
be a celebrity, all this beef where the broccoli
I'm obviously not wrapped to tightly, probably better off me
A nigga better watch how he talk to me, how I watch how I talk on my cell
Don't answer my phone rap niggas, I get calls way more often from jail (hello)
Swear it was so hot out on my we all thought it was hell
On the L's, sippin' syrup tryna this broken heart from all the betrayal
Sold it before it got off the scale, and do it again
it out so many times, got to see who was truly my friends
I was one in deep thought
Thinking everybody con or cross me
It's getting hard to be tryna get this bad karma off me
Starlito!

I have respect for every man that your respect,
Nigga still alive, He lying if he said he me
Rather stand alone before I a nigga dick,
All you rappers just be pulling niggas dick (ya bitch)

Behind my name I'm tall 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

I just aim the Smithn' 22 and win me
If I you with the multiple you don't know shit
16 through you got you 4 bricks
But it probably was in vein, Cause you won't shit
Brah about me bad, I'm like not my boy
When I got his bitch bet it broke his heart
Gone and get some get back or fuck my bitch
I'll let you in on a lil' secret she not shit,
First ole' lady crushed my feelings, I ain't been hurt
Whole family full of gangstas and we know this,
If a run up on me he can get bent up,
Hold it for my real niggas still penned up, Luca Brasi!