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I rebuke the devil away from me
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Pray for me mama
Live, Starvation
[Refrain] (x2)
If I should die before I wake
I pray and ask the lord for my soul to take
Niggas dyinâ everyday so I keep that Glock on me
Iâm just thankful I woke up to see another day, hey-ey-ey

Man Iâm tired of this bullshit
And I lost my dawg and I felt like this the worst that it could get
Till I lost my daughter, felt like emptyinâ out that full clip
And I put it on mama, fifth of the Hen, Iâm just gonna slow sip
Cuz Iâm way to stressed and again Iâm blessed because Iâm
still here
Lookinâ in that mirror I can see a man with no fear
Oh lord oh lord this world is hell although we livinâ in it
Gotta keep my vibe, oh why oh why must I just keep on sinninâ?
Tryinâ to keep it real in a world so fake, now can I get a witness?
Got niggas killing over Jordanâs, gettinâ life in prison
Iâm tryinâ to tell you man
Watch the ones who you hang around
The enemy approaching any second now

[Refrain] (x2)

Woke up early in the morning, said I gotta get it
Loaded up my pistol, I just pray that all my sins forgiven
And I know Iâm livinâ wrong but mama, you just pray for me
Gotta make this money so my family forever eatinâ
That Jesus piece around my neck keep the devil away from me
In an old school cutlass keep that problem with me on the seat
Just hope Iâm right put the man above before I go to sleep and
Ainât nothing lesser than a G, thatâs how they bury me
Have mercy on âem
If I should die before I wake
Pour me out some liquor when youâre at the wake
And Iâll be good as long as I know daughterâs straight
Realest shit I ever wrote, this is a hustlerâs prayer

[Refrain] (x2)

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