Dear Lord
Dear lord
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear Lord
So It ain't no sympathy
Dear lord
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear lord
So It ain't no sympathy
No I don't look up to no big homie
It's just me and this four fifth homie
It's best to leave me out the mix homie
Bitch I come from the streets with the bricks on them
Niggas want me deceased you can wish on it
It's fourth down on your rip ima blitz on it
I got a beam I don't think ima miss homie
Stick team loaded rolling screaming out what's up
I think they hating on me screaming out what's love
It's a part of me I keep dreaming about white doves
Drop that missile wipe him out yes sir
Dear lord
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear Lord
So It ain't no sympathy
Dear lord
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear lord
So It ain't no sympathy
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear Lord
So It ain't no sympathy
Dear lord
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear lord
So It ain't no sympathy
No I don't look up to no big homie
It's just me and this four fifth homie
It's best to leave me out the mix homie
Bitch I come from the streets with the bricks on them
Niggas want me deceased you can wish on it
It's fourth down on your rip ima blitz on it
I got a beam I don't think ima miss homie
Stick team loaded rolling screaming out what's up
I think they hating on me screaming out what's love
It's a part of me I keep dreaming about white doves
Drop that missile wipe him out yes sir
Dear lord
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear Lord
So It ain't no sympathy
Dear lord
They got me riding around with the stick on me
Dear lord
No I don't look up to no big homies
Dear lord
I Cried In the street they took bink and C from me
Dear lord
So It ain't no sympathy
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Writer(s): Dajoun Meniefield
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