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We to close can't stop praying now
Though there seems there's no one to this pain
Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain
I pray for rain to wash away the strain
You couldn't understand how much the pain weight
So in the hood we love the rainy days
Cause subconsciously we know the suns coming
We love the winter cause we know the summers coming
Remember I got locked the same night my son was coming
All I could do is pray that they don't take me away
And lord knows I have the angel's on my side
They search the car I had the hammer in my ride
A miracle on Flatbush Avenue I still made it back
To say push when she was having you
A newer version a younger me I want him to go to school
And raise him motherfucka free I swear some places I don't want him to be
I swear some things I don't want him to see but new booty daddy
Loves you truly and the nights you don't see me you know daddy's on his duty
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What's a poor mans pickle survive threw the poor pull a truck upfront
And drive threw the store had to be a felon hated being proper
Read the book of life and Satan was the author still I was the cooperative
Rather be in Rykers the bugger had my baby momma running threw them
Diapers all fo that shiting and all them pampers
Grandma laid up with all of that cancer lid paint flaking constantly chipping
Mama with that dark rum constantly sipping I vow to my name a bad transmission for getting in the game that's a bad transition
One flick one night I'm ally ally out sin free for getting you a place with a g
A couple heavy shots ima newer man ready go and get paper the hustler
With the confetti
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I can truly understand how life can drain all the passion from a man
With just one chance it can change his circumstance
And get the money baby lets get the money baby
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