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Somebody prayed for me
Somebody stayed up all night and begged God to make sure I made money
I was so down bad, had it the worst
I had to look at my dog and it hurts
I kept it G, put my life in a verse
Still can't believe I broke the curse
Look
I-I came from robbin' and jackin', from trappin' to rappin'
Ain't nothin' that I didn't do
Didn't have no food in my stomach
You know how that feel?
We was starvin', to tell you the truth
I used to steal all my clothes, still got all the hoes
Was crazy but we made it through
Think I be cappin', on God, I was jackin'
Go ask the streets 'cause they got the proof
He's been good to me
He's been so good to me
So good (so good, yeah, yeah, yeah)
He's been good to me
He's been so good to me
So good
Look, look
Look, look
I got some real ones livin' through me
Real ones love me, can't let you do me
We ain't been through nothin', can't say you knew me
I don't even know you, can't hit the doobie
It gotta be in, not on ya
I'm straight out the gutter, I'm straight out the corner
I ran it up 'cause they love the persona
I'm slidin' dolo 'cause I'm a loner
Remember them nights we was on them flights
Stayin' down every day
We up in the cut, all we had was us
We was tryna buss a play
Look I went from penny pinchin' now I'm havin'
I got my own bag, I ain't flaggin'
This ain't just me, this is a higher power
Been havin' motion, the streets been ours
He's been good to me
He's been so good to me
So good (so, so good, yeah)
He's been good to me
He's been so good to me (so good, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
So good
I remember them days tryin' to get paid
We was hungry than a bitch
Don't switch on yo' brothers, don't fuck with no others
Don't let another nigga diss
Ray Ray got the nine, JC got the Drac'
Neither one of them gon' miss
Don't play wit' my cheese
Don't fuck wit' no rats
I'll turn you into Swiss
Don't beef with no nigga unless it's the money
But it's never 'bout a bitch
I'm all in New York, I'm all at the game
I don't even watch the Knicks
I'm not for the games, can't fuck with my brain
I ain't nothin' for the tricks
'Cause you can get shot in this bitch
Somebody gon' drop in this bitch, yeah-yeah-yeah (ayy)
I'm really just thankin' the Lord for the power
Get to shit on these niggas for hours
Was kickin' in doors day-to-day touchin' powder
Fuck around hope the Lord clear the coward
Away from the gang, keep the gang out the towers
If they gutta, be home in some hours
Done touch so much money this month, hunnid thousand
Fuck a opp, I don't lean in my Caddy
A bitch-nigga trip then I'm droppin' a bounty
I thank God that this rappin' shit found me
'Cause I was too deep and them streets, really clownin'
Hittin' shit like Jadeveon Clowney
But see now I kick shit like I'm Ronda Rousey
Not by paper, you can't be around me
Tryna give up the pussy, that shit don't arouse me
I'ma shooter, these niggas can't foul me
He's been good to me
He's been so good to me
So good
He's been good to me
He's been so good to me
So good
So glad that the Lord has set me free
His grace and mercy have freed me
He's been good to me
He's been so good to me
So good
He's been good to me
He's been good to me
So good