Chase Davis - Hail Mary Remix lyrics

[Intro] Huh n***as already know what it is with me man G Herbo We been making it very scary on blocks, No Limit RIP Ms.Afeni Aye who in here with me though 'Twan, Look [Verse 1] I ain't no k**er I just be with them f** n***a better not push me I ain't p**y leave you gushing I once realized upon a time when I escaped demise I possessed the heart of a lion Looking homicide right down the eyes Murder, blood money on my mind Trapping selling dimes in a line of fire Shootouts broad day on the 9 Swear I could rewind to those a thousand times This the life I chose that's fine guess I'ma tote my iron Through this lifestyle we still smile See who got the rawest gat around the guys Young n***as living and grew up wild Walk up manistee just to see who down to ride Remember n***as couldn't come outside See clips straight through blocks down to 5 Yes same routine everytime riding round mask, 2 Glocks No gloves hell nawl we ain't throwing no guns These brand new Glocks, I might go to hell When im smoking mary n***a im a young 2Pac 50 guns everybody clipped and ready I dont even know who shot Look like nowadays everybody stretching Real in the life of Armageddon Go and hold tight on my .357 Thinking am i still going to go to heaven I know my granny there , lord let me in Yeah you know that'll be a blessing Send me with the demons all in hell scheming It'll be just like I'm back on Ess** Iced out who*es on my necklace War where I'm from had to learn none less Then attack or protect it Al Capone "baby face" Nelson, Biggie Smalls, Pac resurrection [Hook] Come With Me! Never watched a Homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gone let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah Come With Me! Never watched a Homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gone let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah [Verse 2] Looking down that barrel of that 40 caliber You could see the ghost of Lucifer Looking like he coming after ya I done did the streets before feel like I'm on another chapter But everytime I'm in my city Mo blood get shed then West Africa Murders like the boston ma**acre Just another day with my savages Ducking penitentiary chances went against All them odds and averages I was on the 8 block everyday posted up Had my own lil .38 co*ked Me, Crazy James, J dot, CJ took ten, Weezy still on the 8 hot W2FL had twitter going up hashtag when the tape drop I was in the streets 24 nights down no love Lil Herb, give a f** if my face hot What a n***a gone do to me, who is he no he ain't true as me Murder on somebody n***a, If they ever shoot at me And they say I ride like I'm bone thugs and harmony When I start flowing with fluency People asking me herbo how i remain humble When n***as stay talking bout doing me Focusing on the road, had to pull out some shows A couple still talking bout sueing me Young Pac in the flesh, Glock on my waist Gold chain on top of my vest Hit'em up and soon as i get around my ambitionz As a rider yall know the rest My ambition as a rider in a black S550 Flipping through Nevada Do the strip like it dont matter Anything for the cake f** around and take yo batter And I use to have dreams of being above the rim On the court shooting hoops but instead I was posted on Ess** Me, Capo, and Lil Roc toted jocks with the juice [Hook] Come With Me! Never watched a Homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gone let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah Come With Me! Never watched a Homicide Run quick see No where to run to now, we gone let them choppas ride La dadadada dada dah