sick of all the bullshit, riding with a full clip, cock back aim n pull it, imma show you how i do it, back in the day when i had alot of missions, i would carry them out with pride and ambition, fuck a condition, you dont have to mention, other shit i twisted, putting niggas out commision, whats a case wothout a witness, pray to god for gis forgiveness, that it dont bother me, it isnt somthing that far off to me, people get killed for shit they ought to be, you get no appologies, your nothing at all to me, dont approach me or talk to me, you do this oftenly, ill break a few laws a week, its hard just to fall asleep, at night is when i call to speak, that's the only time to talk in peace, i swear that god has talked to me, greatness yeah i got to be, no probably, expose what you gotta see, the last week spent tryna get the bag, but prophecy ended up kinda sad, missing the lottery really made me mad, i hope that aint gone set me back, keep a strap on my waist and my aim aint bad,