No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
What do i say next jesus christ
For that paper, i'mma grind
Jesus christ of rappad, haters want me crucified,
Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her
My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer
Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind
Could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ
We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind
Lord i'm ready, born again, hustle, 'till i found jesus christ,
No, jesus christ and shawn carter are my only rivals
I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was
Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind
I coulda got life twice switch to be more like christ
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