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
Ohh
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