Lil' Note - Lay Me Down

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray to the lord my soul to take
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the lord my soul to keep
Watch and guard me thru the night
Until you bring the morning light

Just bought a hundred of them bitches
And them bitches all sealed
Double cross the family the type of shit get u killed
We was raised in them trenches Eatin noodles for a meal
That's why Niggas live this life Riskin it for a mill'
I'm Riding thru Tha skudd with a Motherfucking nine
Nigga try to try me he gone motherfuking die
Shoot a nigga from behind
Bullets all in his spine
Fuck yo bitch from behind
Dick all on her mind
If I'm not wit my brothers
Guaranteed I'm wit my slime
Bitch I'm lock in
Real ru I'm certified
From Detroit to Bompton Campanella mob ties
Why the fuck these niggas hating
Pussy ballin ain't a crime
I been in my bag pussy I been on a roll
My pocket was full of lent
Now my pockets lookin swole
Bitch I had to play my part
Everybody gotta role
If them bitches get involved
I swear to god I never fold
All these niggas grimy that's why I don't trust a soul
Put my faith in these richest
Give a fuck about a hoe
Don't love these bitches
Focus on yo chicken
Kuz when you got chicken
You don't run out of bitches
Listen to me close nigga I ain't never lied
Give a fuck how you feel
Give a fuck about a rhyme
Fuck about some music nigga
Fuck about a song
I keep that bitch up on me
It a be a homicide
All my niggas round me Bang the P
Whats PxPPin slime
16.12 16.04 bitch we the mob
If a Nigga disrespect
Swear to God I'm a slide
I do it with no regret
Bust you up n then I smile
Dread head nigga
She say she like a nigga style
Big bread nigga
I fuck a bitch and kick her out
Aye
You the feds nigga
Why you think you ain't around
Bitch I Do my dance nigga
I shoot that chop a hundred rounds
Have yo momma crying at the funeral
Shoot the witness in the face
He can't make it to the trial
It's funny pussy niggas always quick to talk you down
Till' I run inside they house
Fuck em up and gun em down
Every since a young nigga I was counted out
Now it's money on the floor I take my time and count it out
Rookie ass nigga
Pussy show me what u bout
Aye
I do it for the set
Bitch u do it for the Clout

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray to the lord my soul to take
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the lord my soul to keep
Watch and guard me thru the night
Until you bring the morning light

Written by:
Carrington Bell

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