Hail Mary

I ain't no killer I just be with them F*ck nigga better not push me I ain't pussy leave you gushing I once realized upon a time when I escaped demise I possessed the heart of a lion Looking homicide right down the eyes Murder, blood, money on my mind Trapping selling dimes in a line of fire Shootouts broad day on the 9 Swear I could rewind to those a thousand times This the life I chose thats fine guess I'mma tote my iron Through this lifestyle we still smile See who got the rawest gat around the guys Young niggas living and grew up wild Walk up man just to see who down to ride Remember niggas couldn't come outside See clips straight through blocks down to 5 Yes same routine everytime riding round mask, 2 Glocks No gloves hell naw we ain't throwing no guns These brand new Glocks, I might go to hell When I'm smoking Mary nigga I'm a young 2Pac 50 guns everybody clipped and ready I don't even know who shot Look like nowadays everybody stretching world Ending like the Armageddon Go and hold tight on my .357 Thinking am I still going to go to heaven Know my granny there, Lord let me in Yeah you know that'll be a blessing Send me with the demons all in hell scheming It'll be just like I'm back on Essex Iced out whores on my necklace War where I'm from had to learn none less Then attack or protect it Al Capone "baby face" Nelson Biggie Smalls Pac Resurrection Come with me! Never watched a homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gon' let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah Come with me! Never watched a homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gon' let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah Looking down that barrel of that 40 caliber You could see the ghost of Lucifer Looking like he coming after ya I done did the streets before feel like I'm on another chapter But everytime I'm in my city Mo blood get shed then West Africa Murders like the Boston Massacre Just another day with my savages Ducking penitentiary chances went against All them odds and averages I was on the 8 block everyday posted up Had my own lil .38 cocked Me Crazy James, J dot, CJ, Took ten Weezy still on the 8 hot W2fl had Twitter going up hashtag when the tape drop I was in the streets 24 nights down no love Lil herb give a f*ck if my face hot What a nigga gon' do to me who is he No he ain't true as me, murder on somebody nigga If they ever shoot at me And they say I ride like I'm Bone Thugs N Harmony When I start flowing with fluency People asking me Herbo how I remain humble When niggas stay talking 'bout doing me Focusing on the road, had to pull out some shows A couple still talking 'bout sueing me Young Pac in the flesh, Glock on my waist Gold chain on top of my vest Hit 'em up and soon as I get around my ambitionz As a rider y'all know the rest My ambition as a rider in a black S550 Flipping through Nevada Do the strip like it don't matter Anything for the cake f*ck around and take yo batter And I use to have dreams of being above the rim On the court shooting hoops but instead I was posted on Essex me Capo, and Lil Roc Toted jocks with the juice Come with me! Never watched a homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gon' let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah Come with me! Never watched a homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gon' let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah