PSALM 68:23

Trynna find God, I'm a sinner
I'm against 12, till they free my Gorilla
Labels on the phone, cause they know I'm getting bigger
I won't sign the deal, till it's 8-9 figures
Gang's full of killers and grave diggers
If the opps don't stop, then the graves get bigger

Under pressure pull my psalms out, then I pull my arms out
Cops on my yard, but I'll always keep my hands down
Constantly working for my bag, ain't hand outs

I protect the innocent, tell me what your gangs bout
I pull out my glock, all the shots finna bang loud

Bullets to his head, if he survives he'll be mental
Pushed the knife in chest, pulled it out gentle
His soul belongs to him, but his body is a rental

If you spin my block, you better spin again
Cause when my angels turn to demons, we kill family and friends

This is real life, we cannot pretend

If you spin my block, you better spin again
Cause when my angels turn to demons, we kill family and friends

This is real life, we cannot pretend
Until the opps die, this can never end

THE PAIGONS TRIED TO TAKE MY LIFE
NOW THAT THE ROLES ARE REVERSED THEY BEG FOR MERCY
BIG MAN TING YEAH, IT'S NOT LOOKING GOOD