Momma think I’m heaven sent
n#gg#s say I’m menacing
Prosecution label me take away my innocence
I go to jumma i pray to god but imma sin again
Caught ah opp and let off shots imma sin again
2 warrants Inna week
Got my stomachs feeling weak
Shoot him in his face like a dimple he got a hole through his cheek
Keep a glizzy wit a switch onit
45 wit ah dick onit
Caught ah opp shhhh can’t say what i did to em
Cuz we gone spinn again
We gone spin again
We gone hop out Broadway n#gg# f#ck ah tint
We Ain’t sneak dissin n#gg#s can’t give ah hints
Sippin dirty like all my drink come from flint
If a p#ss# playin wit my money red dot his head like a Hindu
Red nose jus like an indu
Sex money what I’m into
Murda
I’ll turn him burger
Ova cheese
Unheard of
Make surе he unheard of
Ain’t sh#t to me
Momma says I’m hеaven sent
n#gg#s think I’m menacing
Prosecution label me take away my innocence
I go to jumma i pray to god but imma sin again
Caught ah opp and let off shots imma sin again
San the Shìt so they talkin Shìt
Started rappin yea hadda go legit
Think that imma b#tch think ah n#gg# switched
When i Been busy in the Stu cookin up these hits
Goin crazy in the trap made back it quick
Put the 40 to his face make him backflip
When i was down in the trenches i Turnt this trappin to a passion
f#ck wit my money like receivers bullets you catchin
Momma says I’m heaven sent
n#gg#s think I’m menacing
Prosecution label me take away my innocence
I gota jumma i pray to god but imma sin again
Caught ah opp and let off shots imma sin again
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