D-Lo - Lord Forgive Me lyrics

I just want the streets to love us for who we are Street stylers, hustlers, shooting stars Not a star, somebody lot, got two Glock 30s in the car A-45, n***a, burry me with my hammer when it's time to go And tap Brianna because she gotta know Don't cry, get high, let choppers go Bad times is why I stack a lot of dough I break bread with real n***as 'cause you know it's mine Been nice them bullets didn't hit me, I just know it's God We buzz back, f** that, you know the job Ain't no retreating till you leak, I drove to the f**ing top My grandmother, Danny Mae, was my f**ing church And through the game she used to pray for me when I got dirt I'm dead inside but with a frown is how I hold it down I smile to the Devil, n***a, that's how's going down Streets is talking, walk with a gangsta sponsored links Addicted to balling, busting the haters Lord forgive me, lord forgive me Forgive me for my bad, forgive me for my bad Get out and get something, it's all or nothing Till we see a better day, till we see a better day Who gave n***as the audacity to measure up with the gods? This is blasphemy Stay surrounded by my n***as who gonna blast for me Damn, turn your morning into a tragedy Here we got it every day, hard day Hit your section with my dogs, we don't ever see your face Got my homies up above, got my homies fighting places Real n***as come home, fake n***as turn state Right now wait to turn the plate, I pray to God to keep them devils from around my way Hover Hussein be the name, bet I go berserk I'm doing live, put these devil faces on the shirt These n***as down low f*ggots behind doors I'm tryna hit the heart of your city with five who*es All I got is a pistol and some words Serve the raw game like a play the Howard Sterne, n***a Streets is talking, walk with a gangsta Addicted to balling, busting the haters Lord forgive me, lord forgive me Forgive me for my bad, forgive me for my bad Get out and get something, it's all or nothing Till we see a better day, till we see a better day Look, boy, I'm a fool, don't underestimate See, I'm a ticking time bomb that you gonna detonate These b**hes change like the weather, b**h n***as crack under pressure That get you wet with that weather, it's real I'm going places I ain't never been Collecting green bags, big stacks, I'm talking Benjamins I got n***as behind bars that might not make it home A few n***as under a tombstone That's why I'm rocking with this come-back Jordan 45, I slide with this come-back Jordan See, I been stressing but stressing turn into blessings Got a college full of haters, I'm teaching these nerds lessons n***a, it ain't no questions, we just hitting sh** See, it's the mob, all my n***as hollow-tipping sh** And it ain't new to me, this money, boy, I been about And I done broke so many b**hes I can't keep count Streets is talking, walk with a gangsta Addicted to balling, busting the haters Lord forgive me, lord forgive me Forgive me for my bad, forgive me for my bad Get out and get something, it's all or nothing Till we see a better day, till we see a better day Streets is talking, walk with a gangsta Addicted to balling, busting the haters Lord forgive me, lord forgive me Forgive me for my bad, forgive me for my bad Get out and get something, it's all or nothing Till we see a better day, till we see a better day