God,
I know we aint been speaking, shit we barely get along/
but right now my nerves are tweaking, praying while i write this song/
Gone are the days when my faith was untouchable/
It's to the point where honestly i dont fuck wit you/
You stripped me of everything/ and it only took you a week/
Sending bullets in the air hoping you'll bleed/
the deeds i've done were dirty, but never were they cheap/
I gotta wife and 2 daughters all 3 need to eat/
not worried bout me, they need a roof over their heads/
had one, over some weed, it was taken instead/
I know my decisions arent the best at times/
but the babies are innocent, they've commited no crimes/
So now i have to grimey, catch these rich niggas after the club and leave em wit no hope/
Give up they chains ,wallets and watches or take one 2 the throat/ No joke/
Way past fucking laughing, you wanna turn ya back? fuck it nigga i'm blasting/
Passing the weed to my niggas, hoping we dont crash/
For the cash its all or nothing, bussing at niggas runnin, pistol whip a niggas bitch, like you better tell me something/
So now i ask what am i supposed to do, given my situation/
I'm stressed the fuck out smokin ports and pacin/
I'm talkin to you God, ANSWER ME, TIMES A WASTING/
Empty this henny bottle staright, no chasing/
I'm Beggin for your help, tired of running from satan/
I need you to have my back, whenever you're ready step in/
Are you listenin? ( Click Clack) AMEN....
