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• Artiste: YTB Fatt
• Titre: Oh Lord
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(You would fly too if you linked up with Frenchie), yeah Oh, Lord, I need Your help again (Uh, Lord) Oh, Lord Oh, Lord, I need you (Lord) Trey called, said the feds got my boy and they put me out Bro ain't do it, but they still gave him life without And I'm beefin' with every side, I can't get caught without And I told brother 'nem it's a go, I'll do it, withdraw the account And my accountant say I gotta turn myself in So I gotta hold this shit down 'til he get out, uh And this morning, I just got picked for XXL [?][0:30], I don't know if I'm goin' up or goin' to jail And I told my titi no before she died And every time Shamika bring up Zai, I think about his cell [?][0:40] find me a nigga that died that had all the All the young niggas and shit, goin' up and shit, like He was the first young nigga got [?], like That's why I knew it was you for real, like Foenem really fuck around, nigga really can get smacked And I ain't been on the phone, don't wanna talk, just hit Big E Uh Then Yak called, said another shootout was on his street Yak called back and said the young nigga died That nigga had got killed I mean, 'cause it was Yak young nigga, but, I, I, I It was, it was like Wild young nigga too, though, but It just, he was so close with Yak, that's why it hit lil' Yak so hard I remember titi used to get beat up by her other man I saw Quinn buy his first gun, they ain't hit his mama again And I took a risk to get my ass ends And free lil' Cam, right after prom, it's off to pen' Man, I'll never forget how Fredia killed Quinn And I'll never forget who gave his mama that fin At this point, gotta take this shit for what it is Ever since [?][1:36] this shit, we ain't talked in years I'm tired of cryin', wish I could [sell?][1:39] some of the tears And I never forgot how many shots they gave Jerrell Lord, oh, Lord, I need You, Lord Oh, Lord, I need Your help again Lord (Oh, Lord), oh, Lord, I need You, Lord