Dear Heavenly Father I come to you seeking comfort in depressed times

This is a depressed time Luca Brasi

Every rapper in the game'll say they sold cocaine

Never went to jail was never on no chain

Always throwing crosses that's what lil' hoes get

Claim to be a boss but you a lil' broke bitch

Reason you alive ain't the niggas you run wit

I was in a cell witchu and you ain't run shit

Told me put my shoes on But

You ain't scratched

I wreck hall and jack off and then was so laid back

For niggas you would make calls Don't that sound like draft

When I call a bitch in love she get here oh so fast

Fucking right I read my bible I believe in god

Yeah you punched me in my shit but you did not hit hard

I have respect for every man that demand your respect

Nigga still alive He lying if he said he jacked me

Rather stand alone before I pull a nigga dick

All you pussy rappers just be pulling niggas dick

Behind my name I'm standing tall and will die any day

As I grew wise I thought that I would put that foolish pun away

If you cross can't take a loss I can't walk away

There's no way in hell I'd ever let you walk away

R-E-S-P-E-C-T this heat I keep that Glock with me

Caught two pistol charges still got my L's and restoprosity

Never be a celebrity All this beef where the broccoli at

I'm obviously not wrapped to tightly You probably better off offing me

A nigga better watch how he talk to me Like how I watch how I talk on my cell

Don't answer my phone from rap niggas I get calls way more often from jail

Swear it was so hot out on my block we all thought it was hell

On the ends of this syrup tryna mend this broken heart from all the betrayal

Sold it before it got off the scale Re-up and do it again

Shot it out so many times Got to see who was truly my friends

I was one deep in deep thought

Thinking errbody tryna countercross me

It's getting had to be humble tryna get this bad karma off me Starlito!!

I have respect for every man that demand your respect

Nigga still alive He lying if he said he jacked me

Rather stand alone before I pull a nigga dick

All you pussy rappers just be pulling niggas dick

Behind my name I'm standing tall and will die any day

As I grew wise I thought that I would put that foolish pun away

If you cross can't take a loss I can't walk away

There's no way in hell I'd ever let you walk away

Imagine a Smithn' 22 would win me 14-6

If I lost you with the multiple you don't know shit

16 through 52's you got you 4 bricks

But it probably was in vein Cause you won't score shit

Brugh talk about me bad I'm like not my boy

When I got his bitch pregnant bet it broke his heart

Gone ahead and get some get back or fuck my bitch

I'll let you in on a lil' secret nigga she not shit

First ole' lady crushed my feelings I ain't been hurt since

Whole family full of gangstas and we both know this

If a sucker run up on me he can get bent up

Hold it down for my real niggas still penned up Luca Brasi!!