[Verse 1]
Lord, I come to you with a heavy heart
My life been hard from the very start
That shit be hard, but I still play my part
Wanna do right even tho' I live wrong
I watch my dawg go to trial off my cellphone
The realest in it, guess they never got the memo
I'm on these Perc's, they hittin' hard just like Kimbo
They on my trail, they can't keep up with my tempo
Don't want the blame so they find someone to tell on
Where your block? I fuck around and come and spin it
Don't want to talk to feds, probably got my digits
Free Melly it been love since the beginning
Talking 'bout subpoena, tell that lady I ain't get it (Let's go)
If you ask my name, been it, I ain't in it (Yah, yah)
Put some respect up on my name when you spit it (Yah, yah)
And don't forget I'm one of the ones who really with it (Yah)
Ain't been on Twitter, usually keep me out your mentions (Fah, fah)
I'm at the house eating McDonald's with my kitties (Yeah)
I be really quick to flash so I be chilling
When I'm in the A, I got my Glock all up in Atlantics
You play them killers, coming through just like a entrance (Ah)
What's the deal? I'm just tryna let you know
I fuck around and take a niggas soul
2 plus 2, I be throwing up that 4
I kicked it in when they try to lock the door
Fuck the cops siren, never tell 'em ''Please'' (Never)
I'm eating chop's, but I'm still 'bout the B
I got two kids I just really need my cheese
Try to take 'em from me, I'm gon' make a nigga bleed (Bitch, please)
I got blood in my eyes, I can't see (I can't see)
I don't play 'cause I always play to keep (Fah, fah)
On top my shotta, nigga ass with a beam (Ah-huh)
Got it in my pocket like my phone I let it ring
Lord, I come to you with a heavy heart
My life been hard from the very start
That shit be hard, but I still play my part
Wanna do right even tho' I live wrong
I watch my dawg go to trial off my cellphone
The realest in it, guess they never got the memo
I'm on these Perc's, they hittin' hard just like Kimbo
They on my trail, they can't keep up with my tempo
Don't want the blame so they find someone to tell on
Where your block? I fuck around and come and spin it
Don't want to talk to feds, probably got my digits
Free Melly it been love since the beginning
Talking 'bout subpoena, tell that lady I ain't get it (Let's go)
If you ask my name, been it, I ain't in it (Yah, yah)
Put some respect up on my name when you spit it (Yah, yah)
And don't forget I'm one of the ones who really with it (Yah)
Ain't been on Twitter, usually keep me out your mentions (Fah, fah)
I'm at the house eating McDonald's with my kitties (Yeah)
I be really quick to flash so I be chilling
When I'm in the A, I got my Glock all up in Atlantics
You play them killers, coming through just like a entrance (Ah)
What's the deal? I'm just tryna let you know
I fuck around and take a niggas soul
2 plus 2, I be throwing up that 4
I kicked it in when they try to lock the door
Fuck the cops siren, never tell 'em ''Please'' (Never)
I'm eating chop's, but I'm still 'bout the B
I got two kids I just really need my cheese
Try to take 'em from me, I'm gon' make a nigga bleed (Bitch, please)
I got blood in my eyes, I can't see (I can't see)
I don't play 'cause I always play to keep (Fah, fah)
On top my shotta, nigga ass with a beam (Ah-huh)
Got it in my pocket like my phone I let it ring
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