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My whole life I did wrong, I'ma make it right I used to trust all my soul, I can't lay a night I'm on my knees, I'm askin' God, can he hold me tight Behind my soul, it's goin' dark, it's on the right Plus, I fell in love with death, I seen it plenty nights Keep my head up on a swivel, gotta swing my pipe This a odd feelin', fearin' for your life Let's just bend that corner, cause tonight might be the night You can't tell me how to feel, I gotta kill my fuckin' partner He keep fuckin' with them niggas, then I'm gon' be the imposter Used to throw an O up, now he gotta feel that chomper I can't seem to show no love when I see him I'ma drop him, I don't want him out in public We gon' push him to the backstreet, niggas die for insta-beat Pussy boy, you shouldn't have had me, niggas must ain't heard the game We the ones turn niggas ass, we SOG, it's murder game Ain't no Lincoln, we tryin' to smash beat Ain't no Lincoln, we tryin' to smash beat Hoppin' out a two-seater with two Lizzy's You gon' see me, told the feds to watch the back Shootin' a motion picture just like the TV We gon' cut his legs and cut his dreads, I see he wanna be me We gon' take his soul, it's murder in my tongue We gon' leave his shit cold Everything around me hot, even this Gleezer, I ain't never cold Catch one down bad with that Gleezer, I bet he fold Pour a deuce up in my soda, I won't never catch a cold And these bitches just like paper, under pressure while she fold And these niggas like these bitches, they be talkin' like they hoes Then they get inside their room and come out like they ain't just told I can't lie, this game here bold, niggas fucked it up Pillow talkin' to these hoes, just so she'll come give it up Niggas stealin' from they partner like he ain't give them enough Back, back against the wall, who can you call when this shit get tough Now you chasin' out the hoes, cause you ain't even got enough You ain't got a pot to piss, know when the shit, you outta luck Live my life up in a fast lane, I just wanna book Put your hands up, mm-mm, get the money up I don't wanna do this to you, but I'm outta luck I ain't got no love for you, but I'm outta luck I ain't got no trust for you, cause I'm outta trust But I got some money for you, I just wanna book My whole life, I did wrong, I'ma make it right I used these drugs to hold my soul, I can't lay a night I'm on my knees, I'm askin' God, can he hold me tight Behind my soul, it's goin' dark, it's on the right Plus, I'm feelin' low as death, I seen it plenty nights Keep my head up on the swivel, gotta swing my pipe This a odd feelin', fearin' for your life Let's just bend that corner, cause tonight might be the night