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