My Story

See I come up out the 9 with a 9 slangin iron
Had to ride open up fire yea Heaven just gotta
Wait I gotta a Million to make BlackDaGod
In this black dickie fit Glock 26
22 Shots whole court press up on him
Baby Jesus with the ball ain't no guarding him
Move swift move quickly got the stick on me
Niggas talking crazy yea, I be by my lonely

See them fist fights turn to gun fights take your life
Momma crying can't ask y so I'm slanging iron
Ima real 1 yea born 2 survive born in July been ready since July of 1989
Raised on due or die no ratting im doin my time
Only real survive who did It I'm doing the time
Ima Real 1 try to stop my shine, shine harder
Cop some foreign some shit you can't afford yeah...

See I come up out the 9 with a 9 slangin iron
Had to ride open up fire yea Heaven just gotta
Wait I gotta a Million to make BlackDaGod
In this black dickie fit Glock 26
22 Shots whole court press up on him
Baby Jesus with the ball ain't no guarding him
Move swift move quickly got the stick on me
Niggas talking crazy yea I be by my lonely

Piety taught me how to hustle and how to get
It
My struggles lead to hustles selling dope momma wasn't with it
Sleeping ona porch flighting every night
Had to pay bills sacrificed my freedom at this time had 1 kid
I was 23 playing with a 4 and a baby
Don fronted me to pay my rent niggas was shady
Niggas said fuck me niggas went jocing
Reached out I ignored it
Table turn yea I'll never show
See I come up out the 9 with a 9 slangin iron
Had to ride open up fire yea, Heaven just gotta
Wait I gotta a Million to make BlackDaGod
In this black dickie fit Glock 26
22 Shots whole court press up on him
Baby Jesus with the ball ain't no guarding him
Move swift move quickly got the stick on me
Niggas talking crazy yea I be by my lonely



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Martin Sr
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