When they here today what you say to them
After im gone im forgotten
Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,
Our history that they stole, africa
Sinnin' like a catholic, prayin' like a baptist,
Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped
Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.
Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field
Proves that ignorance is bliss
Im grinning while im spitting this
Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait
Im in these streets im gettin paid
She can make a pimp fall in love
Im saying im worthless
Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit
Im still loaded, im loaded
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