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(c-murder talking)



Check this out my nigga.

Ive been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin time, ya heard me.

It was cool for a minute, but shit I gotta jump up out this shit.

Free from murder attempts on my life, you know.

I got a family to feed, you know.

Im trying to jump about the game.



(chours x2)

Hail mary

Hail mary, please help me, I wanna live

And forgive me for the dirt that I did

I been a thug since I was born

And nuttin change but I been trapped in this game too long



Verse 1 (c-murder)



Hail mary

Freak or murder attempts on my life

And my soul is gettin cold and Im facin parole

Heavy gangsters looking burry

But who can I tell from my cell to hell, dont let me die in jail

One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall

Im having dreams about a image trying to kill us all

I count my blessing but Im stressin, smith n wesson

Fool testing my nuts, Im still throwing them up

And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin for drama

I found a call from my momma, she dont want me around

And everything I touch seem to turn cold

And every nigga that I hang with dont grow too old

Hail mary



(chours x2)



Verse 2: (c-murder)



Two elevens got me sweatin, will I lose my rights

Convicted fellon with 187, facin twenty five to life

Im just another lil nigga ready to ride on dem bustas

Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why I trust ya

Use to hustle for fun nigga, a young nigga, dumb nigga

Now they got me on the motherfuckin run nigga

I used to laugh at them other niggas runnin from the cops

Now these bitch niggas sweatin my block

My ghetto dreams got me wishing for a quarter bird or something

I ask them ballers but them niggas aint frontin

Its rest in peace in my future, how long will I live

Hail mary please forgive me for the dirt that I did



(chorus x2)



Verse 3: (magic)



I sit and wonder with all the things I hear my people say

Like, magic, God is coming back some day

Am I ready, shit I dont know, Im just trying to survive

Im hustlin and strugglin, cant you see the pain in my eyes

Ive been doing this shit for way too long, plus Im way too strong

Its hard doing right when all I ever done was wrong

Thug to the bone but I know I gots to move on

The devils itching to get me and I dont think I got long

Thank God for tru, and every word I say is for real

Yall couldnt imagine some the dirt I did

Shit I used to rob, steal, click click and kill for a meal

So close to death when I had just started to live

My lord



(chours x2)

(c-murder talking)



Check this out my nigga.

Ive been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin time, ya heard me.

It was cool for a minute, but shit I gotta jump up out this shit.

Free from murder attempts on my life, you know.

I got a family to feed, you know.

Im trying to jump about the game.



(chours x2)

Hail mary

Hail mary, please help me, I wanna live

And forgive me for the dirt that I did

I been a thug since I was born

And nuttin change but I been trapped in this game too long



Verse 1 (c-murder)



Hail mary

Freak or murder attempts on my life

And my soul is gettin cold and Im facin parole

Heavy gangsters looking burry

But who can I tell from my cell to hell, dont let me die in jail

One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall

Im having dreams about a image trying to kill us all

I count my blessing but Im stressin, smith n wesson

Fool testing my nuts, Im still throwing them up

And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin for drama

I found a call from my momma, she dont want me around

And everything I touch seem to turn cold

And every nigga that I hang with dont grow too old

Hail mary



(chours x2)



Verse 2: (c-murder)



Two elevens got me sweatin, will I lose my rights

Convicted fellon with 187, facin twenty five to life

Im just another lil nigga ready to ride on dem bustas

Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why I trust ya

Use to hustle for fun nigga, a young nigga, dumb nigga

Now they got me on the motherfuckin run nigga

I used to laugh at them other niggas runnin from the cops

Now these bitch niggas sweatin my block

My ghetto dreams got me wishing for a quarter bird or something

I ask them ballers but them niggas aint frontin

Its rest in peace in my future, how long will I live

Hail mary please forgive me for the dirt that I did



(chorus x2)



Verse 3: (magic)



I sit and wonder with all the things I hear my people say

Like, magic, God is coming back some day

Am I ready, shit I dont know, Im just trying to survive

Im hustlin and strugglin, cant you see the pain in my eyes

Ive been doing this shit for way too long, plus Im way too strong

Its hard doing right when all I ever done was wrong

Thug to the bone but I know I gots to move on

The devils itching to get me and I dont think I got long

Thank God for tru, and every word I say is for real

Yall couldnt imagine some the dirt I did

Shit I used to rob, steal, click click and kill for a meal

So close to death when I had just started to live

My lord



(chours x2)

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