Young Prayers

Father please forgive the sins of homies out here getting paid,
Sorry mother for these gang signs, learned em in the second grade,
Never learned to spray a K but that deuce shot pretty easy,
Selling grams of herbs and seasons,
Dimes for quarter got em feenin,
We got em shootin the trees, make your leaves fall every season.
Swear on Christ I ain’t a G, but come up short and you might meet em,
Got Comrades that’ll leave leakin,
Boy we eatin,
Go to sleep brah..


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