Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke me a niggas I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back I get my currency in stacks, Memphis where I'm at Ridin', pass by while yall wonder why I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try Did I cry? Hell nah, not one tear shed For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead, Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand why i did what i did all the fake love will never stand Picture me rolling I got no love for these streets there's no need to be friends They got me under surveillance, that's what somebody be telling Know there's dope being sold, but I ain't the one selling Don't want to be another number I gotta puff a gang of weed to keep from going under The federales wanna see me dead put prices on my head Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed 'em lead Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me for all the dirt that i did,