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featuring Magic
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(C Murder talking)
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Check this out my nigga.
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I've been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin' time ya heard me.
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It was cool for a minute but shit I gotta jump up out this shit.
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Free from murder attempts on my life you know.
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I got a family to feed you know.
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I'm trying to jump about the game.
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(Chours x2)
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Hail mary
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Hail mary please help me I wanna live
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And forgive me for the dirt that I did
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I been a thug since I was born
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And nuttin' change but I been trapped in this game too long
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Verse 1 (C-Murder)
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Hail Mary
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Freak or murder attempts on my life
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And my soul is gettin cold and I'm facin' parole
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Heavy gangsters looking burry
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But who can I tell from my cell to hell, don't let me die in jail
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One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall
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I'm having dreams about a image trying to kill us all
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I count my blessing but I'm stressin', Smith N Wesson
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Fool testing my nuts, I'm still throwing them up
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And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin' for drama
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I found a call from my momma, she don't want me around
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And everything I touch seem to turn cold
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And every nigga that I hang with don't grow too old
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Hail mary
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(Chours x2)
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Verse 2: (C-Murder)
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Two elevens got me sweatin', will I lose my rights
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Convicted fellon with 187, facin' twenty five to life
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I'm just another lil' nigga ready to ride on dem bustas
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Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why I trust ya
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Use to hustle for fun nigga, a young nigga, dumb nigga
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Now they got me on the motherfuckin' run nigga
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I used to laugh at them other niggas runnin' from the cops
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Now these bitch niggas sweatin' my block
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My ghetto dreams got me wishing for a quarter bird or something
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I ask them ballers but them niggas ain't frontin
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It's rest in peace in my future, how long will I live
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Hail mary please forgive me for the dirt that I did
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(Chorus x2)
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Verse 3: (Magic)
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I sit and wonder with all the things I hear my people say
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Like, Magic, God is coming back some day
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Am I ready, shit I don't know, I'm just trying to survive
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I'm hustlin' and strugglin', can't you see the pain in my eyes
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I've been doing this shit for way too long, plus I'm way too strong
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It's hard doing right when all I ever done was wrong
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Thug to the bone but I know I gots to move on
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The devil's itching to get me and I don't think I got long
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Thank God for TRU, and every word I say is for real
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Ya'll couldn't imagine some the dirt I did
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Shit I used to rob, steal, click click and kill for a meal
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So close to death when I had just started to live
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My lord
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(Chours x2)
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Hail Mary
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TRU (C Murder) |