[Chorus]
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way
And this beef ain't dead till the whole of the opps in the grave
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then-
[Verse 1]
Get round for the disrespect
Most of my niggas in jail, got pissed when they took my friends
And these opps don't learn
So we gotta get round and school these men
Get drilled for your friends mistakes
So you better not chill with them
Dont slip, you don't wanna hit the news at 10
And these roads ain't fun
You can lose your life from corn or my rambo knife
Talk on the net
But when they saw me in the flesh, the pussio left his friends
I ain't gotta rap on beats, man know that I'm bad on streets
So how you gonna chat about me
Everyday man take risks, jump out gang and I pray I don't miss
This corn is live, I'll slap that twice, that's two bells out of the dots
When I creep up
Man I won't make a sound and run if my face gets clocked
Do it blunt, smoke at opps
This shit won't stop till they're all on tops
It's a violent life that I'm living
Done hella drillings, for man's block
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way
And this beef ain't dead till the whole of the opps in the grave
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then-
[Verse 1]
Get round for the disrespect
Most of my niggas in jail, got pissed when they took my friends
And these opps don't learn
So we gotta get round and school these men
Get drilled for your friends mistakes
So you better not chill with them
Dont slip, you don't wanna hit the news at 10
And these roads ain't fun
You can lose your life from corn or my rambo knife
Talk on the net
But when they saw me in the flesh, the pussio left his friends
I ain't gotta rap on beats, man know that I'm bad on streets
So how you gonna chat about me
Everyday man take risks, jump out gang and I pray I don't miss
This corn is live, I'll slap that twice, that's two bells out of the dots
When I creep up
Man I won't make a sound and run if my face gets clocked
Do it blunt, smoke at opps
This shit won't stop till they're all on tops
It's a violent life that I'm living
Done hella drillings, for man's block
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