Lord why

Big D wassup Gold mine in the booth (blood) Lord why still here chasing this doe Lord why I’m still high on this dro Lord why all my real ones got to go Lord why lord why(lord) Fully automatic on my side (all the time)so I bang with my homies on my mind better watch out my niggas on the grind concrete jungle don’t look so fine Bang /pull the trigger on my oops that took my homie out his grind then I sip on this fine red wine Lord keep my homies safe in this streets Everybody blazing this is golden beats Street devils always under my feet (Golden Booth)so fresh so neat Lord why still here chasing this doe Lord why I’m still high on this dro Lord why all my real ones got to go Lord why lord why(lord) bang for my homies dead and gone This is my Letter to my first and unborn (Lord why) you know I bleed for your son I Inhale big blunts got my mind on the lord Blood he saves all the time His life on the cross is all he gave game was created to protect the streets Lord lookout for your seeds Brothers and sisters in need Mamas with mouths to feed This is the game bloods the is no shame Lord why Lord teach my niggas to stay United black on back hatred got to stop Spread love blood gang