Devotion

First I pray to god and then I pray to my Glock growing up boy you gotta have heart u gone tell be the man for ya boys every hoe that I know ran through get a check and they gone fuck you fuck my potna we twin on you double cup now it’s twin on juice I came from the bottom I seen the bottom of the ocean I thought it was love but it was fake turned into potion sometimes u gotta go through that shit life of devotion and I gotta play ya cards right when they dealt when they approaching

If times was hard we slide we hop in the dipper we mask up boy it’s time to go take us a ride used to hop in them hotboxes late nights 12 get behind we fly nigga don’t panic drive bang a left buss a right you gotta be built for dis life I know that’s it’s all on me gotta go hard for the gang for the family nigga gotta feed the streets every move that I make it’s a sacrifice another damn apple from the tree I’ll stand in the store nickel and dime before I go work in apple bees and I get in the booth and record I swear that is all I will ever need I got the formula the recipe I shop in the culture the phillipphines Im doing shit they ain’t never seen before I go back broke I’ll go back to the bank I’m doing shit that they can’t big racks make a broke hoe faint

Life hit you hard you gotta be ready you gotta beat the odds them Youngins ready loading Glocks up in your yard don’t give a damn who you is they drop the bar and other picture lifted up put on the wall no chance to get it because the world is full of sharks pick up the bags grab the racks it’s time to ball this for the long nights when we ain’t have nun couldn’t scrape the change up ain’t have enough money they laughed at me now the tables turned young nigga ran up them racks know they sick because they know they burnt now a young nigga like a superstar know a nigga life really turn why they say trevo act like he never had shit because I came from the dirt