Prayers

Walk out the door I grab my gun I forgot to say my prayers I shot two niggas this week God know I'm going to hell Interrogation I don't know English Crackers throw me in my cell Tell my bitch send naked pictures And spray perfume on my mail I got shooters owe me favors Point my finger shit get red I've been moving like El Chapo Since they put 50 on my head All my ops either in heaven Or they got hit with that lead