One on One

Make sure you put the autotune on

Yeah, yeah

Murda on the beat so it's not nice

If I could talk to god like a real nigga one on one

I'd tell him

Need my homeboys back,

And a couple niggas that's jailin'

Couple niggas convicted felons

I like the church but I don't trust the reverend

Soul been absent in my prescence

And am I wrong if I bring my weapon?

Yeah, I said my prayers, I got my blessings

I'm still stressing so I'm finessing

Ain't holding back, these my confessions

If I could talk to god

Like a real nigga one on one, I'd ask him

I see my career goin' to the next level

But my mind goin' backwards

I can't shake the street shit

Still on the beef shit

Every time I try to do the right thing

Niggas think I'm on some sweet shit

Then I had to get them choppers out again

I tried to retire lord

Forgive me for my sins, once and once again

Somebody got to die lord

I'm like why lord?

They think I'm blood, they think I'm vice lord

I'm overthinking shit

'Cause I'm paranoid like my homeboys

Is they right lord? is they foul lord?

Real shit I'll take 'em out lord

If I could talk to god one on one

Like a real nigga I'd say

Lord will you please keep me far away from the fake

Lord can you teach me? please show me the way

Lord can you teach me? please show me the way, yeah

Lil Dora seen me with a strap

Ask me daddy what is that?

Lil son asked me 'bout Cecil

Told him he ain't coming back

My bitch came in

Asked me why we had to buy a bulletproof

Told 'em gangster baby

One thing about it is I ain't bulletproof

Never hire security

'Cause I don't know what they gon' do or not

Wondering is they gon' shoot or not

Interview like how many niggas you done shot

Old lady in the neighborhood said

I'm the devil, she a damn liar

See me bustin' that fire

Tryna protect the guys from the other side

Man I love these lil niggas like these my brothers

If any niggas come and touch 'em

I swear to god it'll crush 'em

I can't let that happen,

'Fore I ever started rappin'

All that shit I be talking about

I was doin' that shit in the hood

With all the niggas I be talkin' 'bout

If I could talk to god like a real nigga

Ask him please give me back Cecil

Please give me Big G and Poochy, then Pinot

Shit hurt lord, I ain't over 'em

When the tears come it be pourin'

I know this rap shit my blessin'

When I ain't in the hood shit be gettin' borin'

I'm so used to hustlin'

I'm so used to thuggin'

I don't know how to ignore it

Grab all my chains, jump in the lambo

And just floor it, vroom

If I could talk to god one on one

Like a real nigga I'd say

Lord will you please keep me far away from the fake

Lord can you teach me? please show me the way

Lord can you teach me? please show me the way, yeah

Uh, uh, yeah yeah

I used to pray to god to get a million dollars

And a Bentley truck

When I was dead broke

I ain't have a dollar and I ain't give a fuck

I done ran off on the plug twice

He ain't pickin' up

When we run into 'em

When we put it to 'em like give it up

Run it my nigga, we so one hundred my nigga

It's only a few of us

Talkin' to god, just tryna decide

If life really meant for the two of us

'Cause niggas is shady, I tuck the three-eighty

You thought I was slippin', I tore him up

Snap on that ngga, no warm up

I got the A and I pour it up

Touchin' your city, no tour bus

Diamonds they drippin' like water

Have it your way like it's Burger King

Nigga can I take your order?

We sellin' work like it's Medellin

I'm turnin' three in the four door

Watch for the D's and the tourists

Prayin' we never get caught up, god bless

If I could talk to god one on one

Like a real nigga I'd say

Lord will you please keep me far away from the fake

Lord can you teach me? please show me the way

Lord can you teach me? please show me the way, yeah