Gangsta’s Prayer Fredo Bang

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[Intro]
P Crisco got the heat, boy
[Verse 1]
I got bills comin', I got niggas dyin', damn near lost hope
Nigga make the wrong joke, he might get smoked
You know God didn't pray for lil' Bang
'Cause I got murder on my mind, pussy, ain't shit change (Skrrt)
I'm just loadin' up the car, nigga, where we goin'?
I've been out here tryna slide, I ain't have time to mourn
Pray for lil' Bang
'Cause I got murder on my mind, pussy, ain't shit change
Lord, tell me if I'm cursed (If I'm cursed)
The ones I love, they in jail or in the dirt (In the dirt)
Before I had a job, I had learned to put in work (Put in work)
Mama said I'm still alive so maybe I should join the church
I told her, "I ain't hit 'em second, mama"
I'ma hit 'em first (Krr, pow)
You know they locked me in a cell and tried to make me turn
Don't do no singin', I ain't Usher, they gon' have to let me burn, standin' firm (Fuck)
Fuck, my dawg just went vet
For everyone I lost, I promise one of yours dead
To the set what I pledge, pray to God I don't miss every time I bow my head
They always talkin' about, "Pray", how do a gangsta pray though?
Let me know