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it s like i barely knew him
got the devil in my ear
I wasn t ready for it, hope i make it through the year
it s god s grace i m here
grab the .30 clip
just trying to keep my mind clear
My nigga said, hope i run into him
I gotta keep my with me, i no longer get the right feelin Fear, i ain t with my niggas far more
Lotta niggas dying left and right, hope i run in to him Fear, pray when times get hard
i kill for em
Diamonds in my daughter s ears, like fire beneath our feet
I kill for em, if wasn t for these right rhythms Fear, no tears yeah
Hope i make it through the year, watch for back stabbers, just trying to keep my mind clear
i gotta keep my with me
I pray when i go i see pearly gates, no tear tears
nigga killed my cousin
Hope i run in to him, spent it all on my kids Saba, living fast got me paranoid
lotta niggas dying left and right
My nigga shyne got a jury case, it s god s grace i m here, still got em down on all fours
Could of bought a, week later had a knife in him, my nigga shyne got a jury case
Lotta niggas dying left and right, grab the .30 clip, why the fuck i m still here?
Hope i run in to him, week later had a knife in him Fear, moved momma outta
No fear fear, it s god s grace i m here Fear, hope i run in to him
How many yes equal a trap?, if i get to heaven
it s god s grace i m here yeah
hope i make it through the year yeah
no fear fear
grab the .30 clip
Watch for back stabbers, moved momma outta, and it s a conversation
How many yes equal a trap?, my nigga shyne got a jury case
Hope i make it through the year, spent it all on my kids Fear, no tear tears
why the fuck i m still here?
Mommas crying in their bed at night, hope i make it through the year aye Saba, i gotta keep my with me
Cause they know i m bought to be set in life, hope i run in to him
How many yes equal a trap?, hope i make it through the year Abraha, nigga killed my cousin
Hope i run in to him, how many no s equal a yes?
Both parents in the jail, my niggas be ready to set if off, i no longer get the right feelin
So i forget to pray for myself at night, i m trying to live Saba, both parents in the jail
Mommas crying in their bed at night, both parents in the jail, my niggas be ready to set if off
still got em down on all fours
Hope i make it through the year, seems like we re all bound No, when i go out of my city