Then im ready open my door unlock my whip
Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket
I'm scared that i'll never overcome my fears.
Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things
Yea im just speakin truth to all my many fans
It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks
Theres a line between me & them and im closing the gate
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/
To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter
A killer man cunning n straight can't figure me i'm pain giver sipping seas like river
Where im from? a city full of sinners so when i die my soul is going to the highest bidder
The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience
Been afraid alot but conquered all of my fears,
Wantin to go and kick in the door of all the niggas that want come get it
Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit
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