MYB feat. Starlito - Kevin Gates

Dear Heavenly Father I come to you seeking comfort in depressed times
This is a depressed time Luca Brasi

Every rapper in the game'll say they sold cocaine
Never went to jail was never on no chain
Always throwing crosses that's what lil' hoes get
Claim to be a boss but you a lil' broke bitch
Reason you alive ain't the niggas you run wit
I was in a cell witchu and you ain't run shit
Told me put my shoes on But
You ain't scratched
I wreck hall and jack off and then was so laid back
For niggas you would make calls Don't that sound like draft
When I call a bitch in love she get here oh so fast
Fucking right I read my bible I believe in god
Yeah you punched me in my shit but you did not hit hard 

I have respect for every man that demand your respect
Nigga still alive He lying if he said he jacked me
Rather stand alone before I pull a nigga dick
All you pussy rappers just be pulling niggas dick

Behind my name I'm standing tall and will die any day
As I grew wise I thought that I would put that foolish pun away
If you cross can't take a loss I can't walk away
There's no way in hell I'd ever let you walk away

R-E-S-P-E-C-T this heat I keep that Glock with me
Caught two pistol charges still got my L's and restoprosity
Never be a celebrity All this beef where the broccoli at
I'm obviously not wrapped to tightly You probably better off offing me
A nigga better watch how he talk to me Like how I watch how I talk on my cell
Don't answer my phone from rap niggas I get calls way more often from jail 
Swear it was so hot out on my block we all thought it was hell
On the ends of this syrup tryna mend this broken heart from all the betrayal
Sold it before it got off the scale Re-up and do it again
Shot it out so many times Got to see who was truly my friends
I was one deep in deep thought
Thinking errbody tryna countercross me 
It's getting had to be humble tryna get this bad karma off me Starlito!!

I have respect for every man that demand your respect
Nigga still alive He lying if he said he jacked me
Rather stand alone before I pull a nigga dick
All you pussy rappers just be pulling niggas dick

Behind my name I'm standing tall and will die any day
As I grew wise I thought that I would put that foolish pun away
If you cross can't take a loss I can't walk away
There's no way in hell I'd ever let you walk away

Imagine a Smithn' 22 would win me 14-6
If I lost you with the multiple you don't know shit
16 through 52's you got you 4 bricks
But it probably was in vein Cause you won't score shit
Brugh talk about me bad I'm like not my boy
When I got his bitch pregnant bet it broke his heart
Gone ahead and get some get back or fuck my bitch
I'll let you in on a lil' secret nigga she not shit
First ole' lady crushed my feelings I ain't been hurt since
Whole family full of gangstas and we both know this
If a sucker run up on me he can get bent up
Hold it down for my real niggas still penned up Luca Brasi!!