[Intro: Kevin Gates]
Dear Heavenly Father, I come to you seeking comfort in depressed times
This is a depressed time
Luca Brasi!

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Every rapper in the game'll say they sold cocaine
Never went to jail was
Never on no chain
Always throwing crosses that's what lil' hoes get
Claim to be a boss but you a lil' broke bitch
Reason you alive thank the niggas you run wit
I was in a cell witchu and you ain't run shit
Told me put my shoes on, But
You ain't scratch
I wreck hall and jack off and then was so laid back
For niggas you would make calls, Don't that sound like draft
When I call a bitch in love she get here oh so fast
Fucking right I read my bible, I believe in god
Yeah you punched me in my shit but you did not hit hard (laughs)

[Bridge]
I have respect for every man that demand your respect
Nigga still alive, He lying if he said he checked me
Rather stand alone before I pull a nigga dick
All you pussy rappers just be pulling niggas dick (ya bitch)
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