Dear Heavenly Father
I come to you seeking comfort in depressed times
This is a depressed time
Luca Brasi!
Every rapper in the game'll say they sold c**e
Never went to jail was
Never on no chain
Always throwing crosses that's what lil' h**s get
Claim to be a boss but you a lil' broke b**h
Reason you alive thank the n**s you run wit
I was in a cell witchu and you ain't run s**t
Told me put my shoes on, But
You ain't scratch
I wreck hall and j**f and then was so laid back
For n**s you would make calls
Don't that sound like draft
When I call a b**h in love she get here oh so fast
F**g right I read my bible
I believe in god
Yeah you punched me in my s**t but you did not hit hard (laughs)
I have respect for every man that demand your respect
N**a still alive
He lying if he said he checked me
Rather stand alone before I pull a n**a d**k
All you p**y rappers just be pulling n**s d**k (ya b**h)
Behind my name I'm standing tall and will die any day
As I grew wise I thought that I would put that foolish pride away
If you cross can't take a loss
I can't walk away (I can't)
There's no way in hell I'd ever let you walk away
R-E-S-P-E-C-T this heat
I keep that Glock with me
Caught two pistol charges still got my L's and reciprocity
Never be a celebrity
All this beef where the broccoli
I'm obviously not wrapped to tightly
You probably better off offing me
A n**a better watch how he talk to me
Like how I watch how I talk on my cell
Don't answer my phone from rap n**s
I get calls way more often from jail (hello)
Swear it was so hot out on my block we all thought it was hell
On the L's, sippin' syrup tryna mend this broken heart from all the betrayal
Sold it before it got off the scale
Re-up and do it again
Shot it out so many times
Got to see who was truly my friends
I was one deep in deep thought
Thinking everybody tryna con or cross me
It's getting hard to be humble tryna get this bad karma off me
Starlito!
I have respect for every man that demand your respect
N**a still alive, He lying if he said he checked me
Rather stand alone before I pull a n**a d**k
All you p**y rappers just be pulling n**s d**k (ya b**h)
Behind my name I'm standing tall and will die any day
As I grew wise I thought that I would put that foolish pride away
If you cross can't take a loss
I can't walk away (I can't)
There's no way in hell I'd ever let you walk away
I just aim the Smithn' 22 and win me 14-6
If I lost you with the multiple you don't know s**t
16 through 52's you got you 4 bricks
But it probably was in vein
Cause you won't score s**t
Brugh talk about me bad
I'm like not my boy
When I got his b**h pregnant bet it broke his heart
Gone ahead and get some get back or f**k my b**h
I'll let you in on a lil' secret n**a she not s**t
First ole' lady crushed my feelings
I ain't been hurt since
Whole family full of gangstas and we both know this
If a sucker run up on me he can get bent up
Hold it down for my real n**s still penned up, Luca Brasi!!
