So he decided to contrite from god,
Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
These gangstas pray to god, and they want to break bread,
I pray to pave the way and for y'all to save the day,
Morty let me use the maybach back in may
Made it out naija with nothing in the bank
So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land
Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears
So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself
Free throws of money, bet you can’t block
And then the other one as i pray to god
Now u don't have a face to save, so don't be mad you lost the race
I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace
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