| God gives the toughest battles to the strongest of his people
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| Just make sure you good with karma when it meets you
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| It’s evil, it’ll haunt you, it’ll eat you
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| It’ll take away your peace of mind and blind you and deceive you
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| Never let 'em get to your soul
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| Cause we all got a place in this world
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| We just might not know where to go
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| See, I’m here for a reason
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| And I’m right where I’m supposed to be
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| And all I know is that God is watching over me
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| Look, this life’s a blessing for real
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| Jesus on my necklace, man the pressure is real
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| Ambulance and gunshots, ghetto bird on my block
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| Can’t even trust the cops, they don’t protect, they just kill
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| So pops told me, pack a weapon, for real
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| Cause the world is cold and they’ll never respect how you feel
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| I know exactly what he meant when he said jealously kills
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| As I try to take a breath, but I feel like I’m choking on my own blood
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| Sick of these streets cause they show us no love
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| I’d have seen cats bag up drugs and slang to their own son
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| This shit ain’t no fun
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| They’re carrying heaters cause they got cold blood
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| They’ll never see me weak and I won’t run
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| Got to watch my back every motherfucking day
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| At the same time, never look back and look for a way to make it out these
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| streets
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| Yeah, some people never make it out these streets |