A ‘oodhu billahi min ash-Shaytan ir-rajeem
Bismillah hir rahman nir raheem
Alhamdu lillaahi Rabbil ‘aalameen
Ar-Rahmaanir-Raheem
Maaliki Yawmid-Deen
Iyyaaka na’budu wa lyyaaka nasta’een
Ihdinas-Siraatal-Mustaqeem
Siraatal-lazeena an’amta ‘alaihim ghayril-maghdoobi ‘alaihim wa lad-daaalleen
Ameen
[?]
Allahu Akbar
Uh, Luca Brasi

Louis V, used to be they treated me like Dave Chappelle
Day to day, I got my weight up, heavyweight, I weigh the scale
Trap or die, how we survive and organize, you go to jail
My lil' young bitch a gangsta, how I keep it, that's my, yeah (That's my, yeah)
Any other other bitch gon' bail when they find out you can't make bail (You can't make bail)
Been spinnin' before you ever placed your love with someone else
BreadWinner, alumni status, told my brother ain't nothin' else
I'm in that industry, they diggin' me, got stripes under my belt
Biscayne, by the beach, I got money in my reach (I do)
[?] It's tatted, Dior [?], got my black Amiri jeans (Ooh)
Bitch bad, if I don't like the way she act then I'ma leave (Yeah)
Drop a bag and get you seen, park the whip, hop out on feet (Boom-boom, boom-boom)
I'm a big soldier, Coca-Cola, bring that water to a boss
Smell the odor, drop the yola, let it melt down to the [?]
Kitchen stove, I'm standin' over, watchin' over Pyrex jars
Held it down on prison yards, court of law, I'm project [?]
Designer stores inside the mall, rockin' ice, no bodyguard
A lot of work, shout out to God, workin' out, my body hard
Bullet wounds I'm bearin', arms tatted [?], my body scarred
Goin' hard ain't no facade, exotic whips in my garage
Roll with niggas who gon' step behind the kid and take they charge
I'm in charge, got some shit around my wrist, two hundred large
If I stretched 'em, let the Lord forgive 'em, bitch, 'cause I'm not sorry (I'm not)
I be swaggin' all on campus, I'm in college, takin' classes
Did the Urkel, lookin' nerdy, sellin' birds, I'm rockin' glasses
In the trenches of Atlanta, jumpin' out the back of Phantoms
Everybody 'round me strapped, I'll nail a shit and we got hammers (Yeah)
Everybody 'round me stamped, show paperwork, now check my jacket (Ah-ooh)

If I get active, if I get active
If I get active, if I get active
If I get active, if I get active
If I get active, if I get active
Everybody 'round me stamped, show paperwork, now check my jacket
A three-time convicted felon, money long, and I get active

Whoever doers in the [?] to the Most High
Rest in the shadows of the Almighty
I will save the Lord
He is my refuge and my fortress
A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand
But it will not come near you
You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked
If you say and believe, "The Lord is my refuge" and you make the Most High your dwellin', no harm will overtake you
King

Lord, forgive 'em
For the shit they say about me, they don't know me
They won't play up, they know eighty niggas'll take these charges for me
Hard to jam it when you know what I came from
Hear a whole Hip-Hop [?] from me
Hard to send me, you're into that bullshit, if a real guarantee guard it to me
Started sellin' yay in the sixth grade if you ain't bet your heart is timid
Started bailin', when you see me in a crew [?] cold-hearted felon
Target melons, that's what we did, [?] day they spray, you started yellin'
Started tellin' but on IG, you [?]
I'ma tell you somethin' serious, nigga, come in here tryna boost your career
Ain't common, dear, I'm a commander
The situation treat him like a honey dear in the frontier
Listen, [?] twenty-one years
Took loss and never shed one tear
That gets evil when the future unclear
Confidence, always had a ton of here
Sucka niggas, we ain't fond of here
Mommas, please, don't bring your sons up here
Jail because he thinks it's fun up here
He gon' have to raise his gun up here
You don't raise 'em right, they gon' lay 'em right down
Make 'em pipe down, yeah, yeah
Treat 'em like a clown in a night gown
Catch 'em slippin', get his nose wipe down
Pullin' up in those Goose so clean, still politickin' with some dope fiend
Probably tellin' me to keep my nose clean, lookin' I'm droppin' off a whole thing
But I ain't touched the shit since the 90's
All the trappin', I done put behind me but my inner circle still hella Grammy
So I ever go broke, you know where to find me
Like a peloton, I'm forever ridin'
I'm a legend, nigga, I ain't never dyin'
When the pressure was on, I ain't never hide
Even the bullshit was set aside
Bet I will deal with whoever died
Retaliation of the frontline, now the elevation of my mind got a nigga tryna make myself calm down
Still memories of the energy of liftin' guns up and kickin' doors in
Hopped off the porch, ten toes in, many called but a few chosen
A nigga built like [?] but bite like a lil' Lassie
I get out the gate, tell me what I'm 'gainst up like a motherfuckin' [?]

If I get active, if I get active
If I get active, if I get active
If I get active, if I get active
If I get active, if I get active
Everybody 'round me stamped, show paperwork, now check my jacket
A three-time convicted felon, money long, and I get active