Woke up on my crucifix again
Was up all night praying for revenge
I don’t need more enemies for friends
Tell me, how much times can I kill this game for them?
But I still love these youts, 21 gun salute
Fuck wi’ you, 21 gun salute
I put my trust in you, 21 gun salute
Would you share your last bullet with me
If there weren’t any more gun salutes?
Yeah, okay, our father who art in Heaven
Lord, I pray that I still stay repping
Pray for my bros and the Pagan souls
Who turn their nose every time I step in
Lord, I pray that my bro stops betting
Man, that roulette machine won’t let him
And I can’t wait ’til I say, “I do”
And the bros say, “Brap”, gun shots at my wedding
You know how we do, flex on occasions, no more food
Left it with Satan, Lord, you know I’m a different person
But, Lord, why do they test my patience?
Please can I bun my zoot in peace?
21 gun salute for these neeks
I don’t ever wanna be like them
So I say this prayer every time I go sleep and it goes like this
Woke up on my crucifix again
Was up all night praying for revenge
I don’t need more enemies for friends
Tell me, how much times can I kill this game for them?
But I still love these youts, 21 gun salute
Fuck wi’ you, 21 gun salute
I put my trust in you, 21 gun salute
Would you share your last bullet with me
If there weren’t any more gun salutes?
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