9/15

Lord knows Ian living Right But I'm trying my hardest To make it out my situation An Every step I take I seem to always take it back I feel my only real run away is rap From all the bullshit I go through To make it out Im the oldest aof my siblings Give ah reason Make em wanna make it out Am I'm the only one that feel the way I feel God told me in my dreams I gotta be the one that break the curse Angels praying on me So a demon ain't gone take me Rugar in my left pocket You try an rob And I'm dumpin Growing older in my city I seen a lot of shit Niggas killing Rats be snitching Fucking up the business These bitches choosing Dick to dick I see they all on go It ain't no morals in my city Nigga keep ah pole Be on yo pivot Niggas ah kill you At that corner store Shit be real in the field Pray that I make it home At the stop light Don't feel comfortable Gotta grip my chrome I can't let one of these fuck niggas Come an get me gone And if I do Then My lil sister gone be all alone Ohhhhh Pray to the lord for my soul to keep These demon vibes away from me They keep tryna take over me I feel this shit creepin all in my sleep And all I feel like ah awful person It's coming soon it's my time Lord yes I'm coming home yeah Blessed from above But these all dollars That I got be man made I'm sorry lord Please forgive me Ian know no better Product of what I saw Ain't know nothing but hit the raw An serve them junkies on peach tree Pull up put on yo lip So I know that you ain't no undercover When I beat er from da back She like it on the cover Hit it all positions Put her in a figure 4 She fell in love But I can't wife ah hoe