Hail mary nigga, run quick see
Blood on the cross set me free
Time won't cover the wounds neither will jesus.
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
Sweet jesus, where's the weed
Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus
And i need you to show me love
You little niggas little league i'm the real thing
I can't be lying i'd love to feel the feel of dying
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Begged and pleaded with the lord above, jesus/
I am not the guy that you wanna cross
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat
I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!
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