[Intro]
(Okay, yeah, yeah)
(Alright, alright, alright)
(I just do the devil's work, I'm damned I'm not a Christian)
(I done do the devil's work, I'm damned I'm not a Christian)
(Damn, alright)

[Verse]
I done did the devil's work, I'm damned I'm not a Christian
Never home to cook and never eat, bring another skillet
I can tell you talkin' off of drugs, really, I can feel it
AR too big for my coat, I really can't conceal it
Oh my god, okay
I'ma try to get away with murder, n***a, fuck forensics
She done finally let me fuck, know I gotta kill it
I'ma put this bitch in her ribs, make her mama feel it
(Damn, bitch)
(Take this motherfucka' down a notch)
I'ma put this bitch in her ribs, make her mama feel it
I knew I was gon' do this-
I knew I was gon' do this shit hеre, I saw my mama dealin'
I think I can't cry no more, I'm runnin' out of feelings
I donе spent damn near a stack, I'm runnin' out of flimness
I pay to get them tied up, you know I'm with the business
I'm not officially a ghetto boy, but I be with them n***as
If you ain't got a strap, to me you look suspicious
N***as don't be livin' that shit out, just wanna look the realest
We could die if yo' baby mama' looks could kill us
They lettin' these pussy n***as roam free
And they booked to kill us
I know you prolly want to, but too shooked to kill us
I hate they gotta see my brother down, I hate losin' n***as
Somebody prolly lied if they told you I'm cool with n***as
I could use words like a weapon and bruise a n***a
You must be similar to gay, tryna prove to n***as
I ain't walkin' like you n***as anyway, see, my shoes is different
I could go to south beach today, I'd be cool and different
We was all on the same path, I was choosin' different
[Outro]
(Motivator, n***a)
(Playin'-)
(Talkin' 'bout shit, for real)
(Free my brother, n***a)
(Ri)