Song Lyrics

[C-Murder]
Check this out my n****.
I've been a hot boy for a long motherf***in' time, ya heard me.
It was cool for a minute, but s*** I gotta jump up out this s***.
Free from murder attempts on my life, you know.
I got a family to feed, you know.
I'm trying to jump about the game.

[Chours x2]
Hail mary
Hail mary, please help me, I want to live
And forgive me for the dirt that I did
I been a thug since I was born
And nuttin' change but I been trapped in this game too long

[C-Murder]
Hail Mary
Freak or murder attempts on my life
And my soul is gettin cold and I'm facin' parole
Heavy gangsters looking burry
But who can I tell from my cell to hell, don't let me die in jail
One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall
I'm having dreams about an image trying to kill us all
I count my blessing but I'm stressin', Smith N Wesson
Fool testing my nuts, I'm still throwing them up
And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin' for drama
I found a call from my momma, she don't want me around
And everything I touch seem to turn cold
And every n**** that I hang with don't grow too old
Hail mary

[Chours x2]

[C-Murder]
Two elevens got me sweatin', will I lose my rights
Convicted fellon with 187, facin' twenty five to life
I'm just another lil' n**** ready to ride on dem bustas
Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why I trust ya
Use to hustle for fun n****, a young n****, dumb n****
Now they got me on the motherf***in' run n****
I used to laugh at them other n****s runnin' from the cops
Now these b**** n****s sweatin' my block
My ghetto dreams got me wishing

Awood Jonson, Maurice Jordan, Corey Miller