Far from a angel, like a devil SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal Murdering you right where you if I ever catch you I can fill back up with shells from this .38 special Won't till I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish Went through a killing for years and I never repented Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no admitting I'm God to these bitches, my only problem's a mitten Got black on my gloves, on my mask Shoot every hit, miss and I'm coming on yo' ass I won't hold back, I'mma and knock you flat on yo' ass My lil' niggas'll blow and they for the cash I'm a for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets These motherfuckers thought I sold my to the beast Don't give a about the murder rate, I'll help it increase I got the realer gorilla embedded in me If I should die now, I pray my dark soul you can keep Cause I'm corrupted, I hang killers, gangstas, elites I'm up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, you think? I him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to sleep
Black on my gloves, on my hoodie I got it on me for any pussy nigga that me If I want it, I it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting Black on my gloves, on my mask It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas Life, I'mma take it, angel of I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting
Fresh off the where niggas hustle and kick it Politicing with and fucking with bitches But lock and try me, the shit'll get different They that I keep it on me and God as my witness I been the business, probably think I holding the I was only 12 or 13 I first rapped on the porch Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no Man, I wanted the whole thing, I taking no shorts I call up the guys, and we take a If we catch you locking, nigga, then we fire we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you alive If we slide up on him, swiss cheese him, he survive I'm telling you niggas ready, bitch, any nigga could get it Money, power and pussy, yes, that's my Proper preparation prevents poor performance in I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but they in the kitchen I tell they to pray, look, bitch, I'm God I know I sinned in the past but I the odds I put in work, I did it for Forever, I'm cursed, I been hit from the mob
Black on my gloves, on my hoodie I got it on me for any pussy nigga that me If I want it, I take it, of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, just know Jesus was waiting Black on my gloves, black on my It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas Life, take it, angel of Satan I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting