Saying Grace - Joey Trap

I gotta say grace for these niggas, they turned into my enemies

Only live once, that’s what all these people tellin' me

Kill 9 lives out a pussy nigga pedigree

I’m too ahead of time for this shit to be my destiny (Boom)

Boy I been around, made some chips, I brought some Sesame

I’ve been up in the streets, these bitches always wanted sex with me

Bitch, I got my stripes, I call them plays like I’m a referee

I ain’t tellin' nothing to a sheriff, fuck a deputy

Huh, wild-wild west

I been smoking quite a lot 'cause I been wild while stressed

Niggas talkin' on me, get a wild-wild vest

Cause we never pull up on you, send a child at his neck

I was 17 with a bag on my own

Was outside with the chrome, we outside of your home

Go into his crib, take it all and then we go

I don’t like to brag about it, fuck it nah, for the zone

Yeah, did this all on my own

I be all on my own

Long-long range with a-, uh, codeine 'cause I’m-, uh

Way too slept on, uh

Long ranger with a-, codeine 'cause I’m-, uh

Way too slept on, uh, never stepped on, uh

Got a bad bitch, uh, go in depth for her, uh

My bitch bad as fuck, these other bitches average

Got this chopper on me, do you want the static?

Socking all these niggas, they ain’t know I gassed this

God forgive 'em 'cause they ain’t know what they doin, uh

We can really fuck around and get you ruined

Sorry for the negatives that I’ve influenced

I experience too much and I get through it though

I know that you bought a gun, but you won’t shoot it though

I be in the wild west, but we can duel it out

Uh-hey, uh-uh, spin the block around

Bring the choppers out, uh

Niggas actin' out, niggas actin' out

Get the choppers out, uh

Sayin' grace for 'em, gotta pray for 'em

They don’t know no better, they don’t know about us, yeah

They ain’t know about us