lord or the devil find

Tue, 08/14/2018 - 22:54 -- K-Real

lord or the devil find myself lost gone on a whole diffrent level, red with the shovel, dirty from the struggle, never been a bitch make a busta mother fucka look like a sucker, my ghetto solid balling south born N west coast raised hoodmade should have left but chose to stay please lord let us see a payday, mayday mayday nah just be my day my day, high way King 130 been a trap star running chasing car after car uping our sales feels like living hell, least it isnt worse jail with no bail, rather be out here lifted gifted stressed and all but feeling still so so blessed !

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