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Forgive Me Lord

I'm a hustler 'til the death of me
I can't let them get the best of me
Forgive me, Lord
I keep that toaster right next to me
You get burned, n***a, best believe
Forgive me, Lord
I'm a hustler 'til the death of me
I can't let them get the best of me
Forgive me, Lord
I keep that toaster right next to me
You get burned, n***a, best believe
Forgive me, Lord
All eyes on me, feeling like the homie Pac

Mind gone, crazy thoughts, all I know is flop
Better keep one, you know what I'm saying?
30 round clip, do more than taze you
You know what that mean
Fucking with the blue team will knock you out your blue jeans
Click-clack, holler back, but keep it low though
Word on the street, they talking, these n***as homo
And me? I'm gonna keep it straight GD
Every time you see me, I'll be posted with my feet up

Every day is a dream, though, so keep my head straight
Don't let my eyes close
I'm a hustler 'til the death of me
I can't let them get the best of me
Forgive me, Lord
I keep that toaster right next to me
You get burned, n***a, best believe
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
We ain't gonna let them get the best of me
No, no
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
We ain't gonna let them get the best of me
No, no
Hold up
Let me talk to You
To the Man upstairs, shit, I'm pouring out my heart to You
I got a letter that I brought to You
My mama said I need to slow it down and have a little talk with You
And on the real, I been thugging on a daily basis
N***as trying to tie me up, but I ain't talking laces
I got open cases
Shit, I'm stressed out

They offered me a plea, but I disagree
I just hit my knees and keep my faith off in the G
The Lord
I remain a G
West Side
'Til the death of me
Can't let them get the best of me
That heater right next to me
I'm a hustler 'til I rest in peace
Just pray for me
Yeah
I'm a hustler 'til the death of me
I can't let them get the best of me
Forgive me, Lord
I keep that toaster right next to me
You get burned, n***a, best believe
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
We ain't gonna let them get the best of me
No, no
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
We ain't gonna let them get the best of me
No, no
Our Father, dear God, who lay happy in Heaven
You put the world in my hands
Hope I can hold it steady
Then I put a blunt in my mouth when I was about 11
Daddy wasn't ever present

I was playing with weapons
But I thank You, because if I ain't knew, I could have probably shooting somebody's moms or a little kid
Like, what the fuck I did?
Now you gone down the road doing a long bid
Like, plus 25
That equals 50 years
Now we selling merchandise like we work at Sears
Making runs, counting funds while I'm switching gears
Diamonds flooded, drink muddy, so is all my peers
They say your time was gonna come
Well, bitch, my time is here
I'm a hustler 'til the death of me
I can't let them get the best of me
Forgive me, Lord
I keep that toaster right next to me
You get burned, n***a, best believe
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
We ain't gonna let them get the best of me
No, no
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
Forgive me, Lord
We ain't gonna let them get the best of me

No, no