50 Cent - Footprints lyrics

[Intro: Young Buck] (Walk with me) Ay if you hear me out there Walk with me I get down on my knees every night and say (Walk with me) Hahahaha, yeah (Walk with me) I'm goin' to war, I'm goin' to war! [Verse One: Young Buck] You never know when d**h's comin', all you hear is gunshots Lil' kids get to runnin', old ladies get off the block Then the popsicle truck music comes to a stop n***as get on the floor with they front doors locked Syringes and sirens the only thing on the street People act like they don't know who did it, but they know it's me Every day's a d**h threat, but I ain't dead yet So I go put a hole in a n***a from the next set Don't know where I slept at, just know where my tec at It's the first of the month, my b**h ain't got her check yet Juvie left me in California, I don't respect that I love him too much to beef, so I'mma accept that But I'mma just step back, and focus on Buck Tired of ridin' in yours, I'm bout to buy my own truck Got to try my own luck, "Get Rich or Die Tryin'" It's G-Unit 'til I'm gone, Lord knows I ain't lyin' n***as [Hook: 50 Cent - repeat 2X] First there was two sets of footprints in the sand Then there was one set of footprints in the sand When times get hard and sh** hits the fan God don't walk with me, he carry me man [Verse Two: Young Buck] You don't know what I been through to get what I done got If you looked through a scope, you couldn't hit what I done shot Couldn't flip what I done copped, couldn't tip what I done topped I murder you all-talk like a clip without a Glock When you holla G-Unit on some other sh** You need to do the research, and see who you f**in' wit I smoke all your weed up, go run up your Beeza Your baby momma want me, I don't want that skeeza She's scratched my Beema, but I ain't seen-her When I catch the b**h, I'mma gangsta lean-her We be playin' in them videos, with them pretty hoes Cashville Ten-a-key b**hes and New York City hoes They learned it from Lil' Kim to let they titties show I'm the King of the South, this is how it really goes Lord knows, I keep all my j**els froze As long as the check come, then fu*k the award shows You know me n***a [Hook] [Verse Three: Young Buck] Half of these kids never read the Bible But they can tell you how to k** a man better than I do The reason they f**ed up, they all been lied to I know what it feels like when a n***a misguide you My momma stay in the projects and I been havin' money I went bought her a house, but she told me she ain't want it Right then I understood that the hood's in my blood So I hollered CASHVILLE, lettin 'em know where I'm from n***as know I got a gun when I come to the club And if it go down, you better tell your people to duck Why should I slow down? I just got started targettin' artists Wait 'til the bullets start hoppin' out the cartridge I come to get it poppin', pray to God the news watchin' So when they see 'em these n***as'll know who got 'em We came from the bottom to the top, from hoopties to a drop And k** or be k**ed is the attitude I got n***a [Hook] [Young Buck] I know you prayin' I get k**ed n***a He who fears d**h is in denial 50 told you n***as, Young Buck showed you n***as Banks! Free Yayo! And tell the b**h a** n***as put they vest on I'm Here now!