Please LAWD - Jackboy

It’s a Wayne beat

Helluva beat, baby

Please Lord, don’t ever let my niggas up in tram

Please Lord, I love my nigga, I know he feel the same

Please Lord, protect me from these bitches chasin' after fame

Please Lord, protect 'cause I’m playin' in a dirty game

Please Lord, can’t keep me out here focused on that cash

Please Lord, can’t keep me out here workin' on my craft

Please Lord, make sure I’m on go when I ain’t strapped up with the gat

Please Lord, I’m from the hood, so it might never come to that

I’m from the hood, even without a gun, I wish a nigga would

I don’t give no fuck 'bout none of you niggas, let’s get that understood

Put a bag in your head, like a head ain’t dead

If he ain’t playin' it by the book

All a nigga see is red, you know murder she wrote

I came in with the crooks

Come around and front, thought I wouldn’t be none

I used to get overlooked

In the booth goin' dumb, makin' songs 'bout the slum

Now, I’m gettin' paid for my hooks

If I go broke right now, put that on God, somebody shit gettin' took

Knock him down to the ground, but he don’t make a sound

These pussy niggas really be shook, uh

All of these bitches, I blow it on Fendi

I’ll never be

, that money got plenty

Clip hold fifty, I shoot 'til it’s empty, this shit could get deadly

I always stay ready

Hands don’t get sweaty, I hold that bitch steady

I spin in a Chevy, turn you to a veggie

Well known in my city, but I’m far from friendly

trendy with Yak there in Heaven

Please Lord, don’t ever let my niggas up in tram

Please Lord, I love my nigga, I know he feel the same

Please Lord, protect me from these bitches chasin' after fame

Please Lord, protect 'cause I’m playin' in a dirty game

Please Lord, can’t keep me out here focused on that cash

Please Lord, can’t keep me out here workin' on my craft

Please Lord, make sure I’m on go when I ain’t strapped up with the gat

Please Lord, I’m from the hood, so it might never come to that