Sunday Special Tha God Fahim

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[Chorus]
I watch my enemies like Sunday specials
The closest to you might just be the one to wet you
Lotta niggas snitchin', hopin' twelve come and catch you
Don't make the reaper have to come and bless you
I watch my enemies like Sunday specials
The closest to you might just be the one to wet you
Lotta niggas snitchin', hopin' twelve come and catch you
Don't make the reaper have to come and bless you

[Verse 1]
Infinite blessings from Desert Eagles
Everything's feeble, nothing is legal
Bankrolls full of cash that I can touch
Once friends and homies, now wanna set me up
Shit is tough for my real niggas
Got me tryna hurt and not heal niggas
Layin' down laws when I'm in the field, nigga
Got thirty extensions, I should rob you, but listen
These shells'll put you in another dimension
Homicide files lost and missin'
Flex the Rolly on the wrist as if I was Meek
Got somethin' holy on the hip, so I need less of a speech
People that's close like to do the most
Relieve you of your hope, wanna smoke you as if you dope