Goin' Astray (Intro)

I been lost for a minute father show me the way I was brought up in yo word but now I'm goin' astray And I know I know better but what am I to do Ain't got nowhere else to turn so I'm talking to you Probably don't even wanna hear it cuz I'm living in sin But thank you God for the ear that you lend You help me make it through before And I know that you a do it again I that you a do it again Aye I want it all the back end included I'm anti social to the public location secluded My niggas rolling off the drugs you see em they zooted But still quick to pop something they up it and shoot it I never cared to hell with they feelings Cuz I been misunderstood since humble beginnings Let's conversate about the money leave gossip to women She compliment me on my fragrance like baby it's giving The pistol on me shit we living in wicked times And my magazine is bout as long as a picket line So how you wanna do it get done like the rest Silence on the nine milli now the shots is compressed I ain't never been the type to crash out bout a hoe Cuz it ain't shit to go and get me some more How the fuck you in yo' feelings I refuse to even let mine show And we got the same glock but imma let mine blow Two eyes on the shirt apparel was Fendi made Ain't got to ask if it's authentic that's anyways Survived hard times I hustled for plenty days Got ammunition for many K's Niggas talking crazy like I lost my touch Cut it out I spit this shit from the guts And I'm screaming fuck em all standing tall with my hands on my nuts I need ah bad bougie bitch that keep a gun in her clutch Until you walk inside my shoes you won't know what I been through Don't book me if I cannot bring my pistol to the venue Rollin' out of pounds clientele out of town could wholesale or make double and break it down I bet if I was 3D niggas still couldn't see me I took yo bitch down I was fucking her off the T.P Boogie man ah cut his life short just like ah E.P All that nigga ever do is spin like a C.D