[Intro]
(DJ Chose)
(Damn, Chose, beat this?)
Ayy, hey, ayy

[Verse 1]
I was born in this world by myself, I'ma die with my gun
And I was chosen as a youngin', knew that I was the one
And I was taught to handle business, I ain't try'na have fun
And fuck the police if they lookin' for me, I'm on the run
And I'm a lil n***a, but they say I'm big dawg (Big dawg)
These n***as standing doing dishes, yes, they pissed off
You know we got a lot of bodies like the holocaust
I got the AK in the truck and the pump and it's sold off
They prayin' on my downfall, wantin' me to follow
But every time I drop a song, you know that the streets talk
I'm steady pumpin' percocets, I got a lot of wigs off
I saw him lackin' I do like them, top of bullets like this guy

[Chorus]
Father God, I know you hear a n***a preachin'
We was killin' for no reason, we turned into demons
Father God, I know you hear a n***a screamin'
I think a n***a brainwashed, violence I be feenin'

[Verse 2]
To all my n***as be patient, I'ma get you out the ghetto
Meanwhile, keep your heat, I went down to keep your metal
A n***a had to keep on pushin', you know I ain't never standin'
On the road to the reaches, had my foot up on the fuckin' pedal
And I know they be prayin' on my downfall
And if I point a finger, he get knocked down
I just left sports academy with more rounds
Suppressors on the fuckin' sticks
When I shoot they don't make sound
They need just free my n***as out the dog pounds
With big buns put my money in they bank accounts
And the judge tellin' us to take another route
Ayy, but we deep up in these streets
Swear to God he ain't no runnin' now
Police askin' me about a body, what you talkin' 'bout?
And if they say I did it, my alibi at my momma house
Put the chop' up on my opposition so you know we creepin' out
Rrah, boom, boom, boom caught that n***a leakin' now
These n***as hoes, they be snitchin' on they brothers
My n***a never had a dad, his father was his mother
If you ain't gon' take care of the kid, use a rubber
And I'm a real n***a, I don't show love to no sucker
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know that I got a lot of opps that look up to me
I wish a n***a try to bring me down, ain't no touchin'
And if you say it's up, swear to God, bitch, it's stuck on me
Choppa bullets hit his head, put him six feet under me

[Chorus]
Father God, I know you hear a n***a preachin'
We was killin' for no reason, we turned into demons
Father God, I know you hear a n***a screamin'
I think a n***a brainwashed, violence I be feenin'