Lord forgive them, for they know not what they do As I walk through that Valley of the Shadow of Death See no pussy… So I guess we finally meet again Should I kill them? Well, that all depends Due to success I started losing friends Nigga sleeping, only reason he don't follow trends Never was a gimmick, the realest in it, come bear witness And I see them rappers is actors, boy, they so Robin Givens I kept it humble, my stomach grumble, my Rollie ticking They did me dirty, I may forgive them, but won't forget it And not to mention, they wasn't worthy of what I'm spitting It's God's will, and them haters just pray they could prevent it I'm so addicted to getting it, I need intervention The hottest spitting, your favorite rapper scared to admit it Have mercy, let me bow my head I count a million up, that's daily bread Ain't no more humble in me, shit is dead Tell them pussy niggas I ain't never scared Poor niggas hate to see a nigga win Say you coming for me? Pussy nigga, when? I been coldhearted since I lost a twing I swear I love it when they hate, I made a hit again I did this before my niggas, then Use your bitch whenever like a membership Never bothered over Twitter beef We'll probably never meet up where the money be Me and Kiko on the wood, yeah, the money seats Five grand just to see him hit a three Balenciagas on a nigga feet Death to the competition, may they rest in peace I know my mama praying for me, I hope your mama praying too Cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we’ll die over these canned foods Have mercy on a real nigga, cause I'm sinning every day, Lord Have mercy on a real nigga, cause I'mma ride for my niggas, dog What the fuck these niggas talking about? Load the choppers, bring them problems that they talking about Roll the reefer, no Khalifa, you gong ride or die No homicide, it's suicide before I testify That's on my daughter, I'm running Florida, no kinda, sorta And I hear them talking, that money calling, them out of order Yeah, nigga fuck all that talking, be about it, then A lot of small talk, there they go running their mouth again Bold nigga, till they meet them gorillas Fuck a cavity, my niggas ain't got no fillings Money is the motive, family is the reason On my mama, ain't nobody ever came between it And they never will, streets got me gripping steel These scared niggas need to go to church or either Dr. Phil I tell them look me in my eyes, we are not the same Lion-hearted nigga, gunpowder in my veins Have mercy on them… Bow your head… I know my mama praying for me, I hope your mama praying too Cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we'll die over these canned foods Have mercy on a real nigga, cause I'm sinning every day, Lord Have mercy on a real nigga, cause I'm a ride for my niggas, dog Pussy niggas still hating hard Bitch, I just went and bought the boulevard Bitch, I just went and blew another check about my money, catch a bullet tryna intercept Jumping up out that whip, I let my chain swing Blood up on my sneakers like I gangbang Every day's a struggle tryna maintain And free my real niggas in the chain gang I hear them broke niggas still talking Watch your words, do be very cautious You threaten mine, you can pick a coffing Ain't no talking, tell them shock it once it go to sparking Self-made Rollie and a pair of Js Hood nigga living like I'm Bruce Wayne New Ferrari kicking like it's Liu Kang Real nigga, ain't it true? I know my mama praying for me, I hope your mama praying too Cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we'll die over these canned foods Have mercy on a real nigga, cause I’m sinning every day, Lord Have mercy on a real nigga, cause I’m a ride for my niggas, dog