Broken outside

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They scared to come outside
Tell them boys they better pray
Let them know to stay out the way
Ain't nobody safe, on my mamma, on my gang
We gon' put it right in their face, yeah
(They're scared to come outside)
Niggas know we steppin' night and day
God knows I'm steppin' now and later
Until it hurts, there's no mercy, that's how we made it
You hear that church up in my verses 'cause that's how we grew
I told God to forgive me, I'm insane, oh
Falling down to my knees when I'm in pain, oh
Tired of the rain on my name
(I cleaned his blood off my Jesus piece)
Oh, Jesus please, can you hear my needs? Yeah
Tired of messing up, I'm in the streets, yeah
Trying to ease this hurt inside of me
(They're scared to come outside)
God, I need another chance
Knowing that I love you, but sometimes I dance with the devil
Lost a few of my homies, so I ride out on whoever and
Dropping them niggas when I kill 'em, call the reverend, yeah
'Cause no weapon formed against me shall prosper, yeah
God knows I'm holding on to this chopper, yeah
Waiting for the boys outside
Niggas know we steppin' night and day
Niggas know we steppin' now and later
Until it hurts, there's no mercy, that's how we made it
You hear that church up in my verses, that's how we've been raised
Though I feel cursed, I pray for better days
Seems like yesterday we were making plays
And it's been tougher on me lately, I can't seem to catch a break
Losing homies day by day, every day I pray
Only God can take this hate away
Lord knows if I see him I'ma have to spray
You know that same spot I saw him is the spot he laid
(I clean his blood off my Jesus piece)
Jesus, please say there's a heaven for a real one
I had to take him out, even Moses had to kill one
Doing it for the bills, I swear this is getting real
Niggas know we steppin' night and day
(Know I'm steppin' night and day)
Niggas know we steppin' now or later (yeah, yeah)
Until it hurts, there's no mercy, that's how we made it
You hear that church up in my verses, that's how we grew up
Oh, you hear that church up in my verse 'cause that's how I've been raised
Uh, Glock off in my britches, that's how I came
Keep a .30 on me, don't get in my way (why-y-y-y-y)
(Yeah)
Lord, I get my preacher on, yeah
Big ol' Desert Eagle, uh
Flyer than an eagle, big ol' shooter pull up in them Regals, uh
Drop-out, down on my people, this that gang-gang, I put them demons on ya
Pussy ass nigga not equal
We tote heaters, I got that ether, uh
They didn't believe I'm the people's choice, uh
They didn't believe in us
Ran down on you in them Adidas, uh, yeah

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Easy409
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