[Intro] Tell my mama don’t worry, Your only son gully, K9 Klick, independent shit nigga. [Verse 1] Tell my mama don’t worry, Your only son gully, Lord please bless me if you don’t mind hurry I got to make cream doing evil Deeds Want to floss gold chains check out my steeze Saw the devil he was grinning Asked if I like winning I told the nigga fuck off he just wouldn’t listen I pray every night my day full of sin’ in I just want to do right Lord tell me your mission Putting in work 24 just getting home Broken in house broken window Got the coffee can on the floor stepped on That’s my baby College savings now it’s gone the whole thing’s gone Fuck it, roof caving in, got cement where I step Hear the mice in the walls every night that they crept What’s next, board up the window grab my AK Peeking out the crack man I’m ready to spray If the niggas come back, they ain’t getting away I hit him right there I’m letting them lay. I’m hearing Ghost Inside traveling through my halls and outside I’m hearing gunshots nigga Hear the Rottweilers fight they screen every night until one stops nigga. Hear the Rottweilers fight they scream every night until one stops nigga Still no sign of the 5 0 Got to handle beef by yourself nigga fuck your Rivals Nigga pack heat, that’s strictly for survival Saw my nigga slang dope to a fiend eyes low, and didn't open And everybody laughed like it was a joke but this nigga just lost his life Cost him 80 bones to feel nice Escape out his mind I guess he really just paid that price, (hold up hold) [Chorus] Lord please stay with me please don't go a nigga worked hard just to keep his soul (x3) Lord please stay with me please don't go you know I worked hard just to keep my soul [Verse 2] Real niggas relate bitch niggas can’t I done made it by myself I ain’t never took a grant I’m a man, I had to do what I had to do to stack loot It’s in my right arm see it in my tattoo That’s the pen that’s the bullets I could kill you either way Trigger finger the same Trigger finger the same, Don’t make a nigga pull it Self-made nigga can’t tell me nothing, I done came From the Bottom nigga, Cashed a 50 Grand check last week I ain’t frontin’ I aint got to make problems nigga [Chorus/Outro] Lord please stay with me please don't go a nigga worked hard just to keep his soul (x8)
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