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[Produced by No I.D.]

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Woke up walking on water, ditching my alma mater
Made a lot of mistakes from mimicking ways of my father
Father, can You forgive me? Sinning since I remember
Back when Grandaddy died, that was a cold December
They closed his casket while my motherf*ckin' hope was in it
Soon as you come out the womb, they hanging rope for n*ggas
Groomed for the stone and the tomb, going for broke and sh*t
We bend that, push sh*t back, the Devil coaching n*ggas
Telling 'em to shoot, like a title on the line
When it's judgment time, I doubt that God can look me in my eyes
'Fore He send me down to Hell, 'cause I'ma ask a n*gga, "Why?"
Never played it by the book because the Book was full of lies
And the preacher full of sh*t, and the teacher full of sh*t
Used to boo me from the bleachers—that, I'm never gon' forget
Eating five-dollar Little Caesar's pizzas on the WIC
'Cause my daddy left my momma for the motherf*ckin' pen (Yeah, yeah)
[Hook]
But when it come down to it, know I'm out here shooting
'Cause it's all a n*gga got, yeah, that's all a n*gga got
When it come down to it, know the basehead use it
'Cause it's all a n*gga got, yeah, that's all a n*gga got
Find me posted on the block, 'cause it's all a n*gga got
Couple hundred in the knot, 'cause it's all a n*gga got
Still running from the cops, 'cause it's all a n*gga got
'Cause it's all a n*gga got, 'cause that's all a n*gga got

[Verse 2]
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Seen my momma dying every day since grade eleven
You see, her age is catching up to all them years of stressing
Tears is falling, and her son too far away to catch 'em
Hard to call, and when she call, she gotta leave a message, 'cause a n*gga working
And I'm working, so she worry-free—guess I defeat the purpose
Medication cost a arm and leg, hardly even worth it
Doctor tripping, so it got a n*gga feeling John Q, wild
Round sitting in the gun, duck-duck-goose style
Pressure building up, n*gga, what you gonna do now?
Brother kid too now, twelve years in the pen
Seen life end 'fore this sh*t begin—sing it then

[Hook]
But when it come down to it, know I'm out here shooting
'Cause it's all a n*gga got, yeah, that's all a n*gga got
When it come down to it know the basehead use it
'Cause it's all a n*gga got, yeah, that's all a n*gga got
Find me posted on the block, 'cause it's all a n*gga got
Couple hundred in the knot, 'cause it's all a n*gga got
Still running from the cops, 'cause it's all a n*gga got 'Cause it's all a n*gga got, 'cause that's all a n*gga got
[Bridge]
One for the f*cking money, two for the f*cking show
.357 on me, loaded, ready to go
I know my b*tches love me, know my enemies don't
My momma know I'm shady, I'm granny bast*rd, baby
Look in the mirror, like, "This is what you made me"
I'm going crazy please somebody save me, Jesus
Way too far gone for Him to reach me
To reach me

[Outro]
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