GNAC INED - My Story Lyrics

Mama, can you pray high for me
Niggas wanna end my story
Bitches wanna fake cry for me
Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry

Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Then, I gotta spin, it's boring
Now, tears run dry for me
Bend to the other side on me

Win, when you relied on me
You pretend, but your eyes show me you phony
You only know me for keeping it real
You as fake as a drill

I look you in your eyes and feel
I'm facing him still, the Iscariot
The Judas that buried the block
I'm Dr. King and you the shot, I'm still

Malcolm X and you the plot that killed
The prophecies fulfilled, no love for me until
The blood from me is spilled all over the bills
That completed the deals

I'm breaking these seals and chasing these mills
You niggas stay in your feels like bitches breaking they nails
Gotta keep your face in the veil
You was racing up hills, I was facing my fails

Taking up space in a cell and shaping up steel
Searching a way to prevail, I was taking no L's
Y'all take them and wait to exhale
You take yours and lead them straight to the pill

I take them and feed them and lead them to braille
Mama, can you pray high for me
Niggas wanna end my story
Bitches wanna fake cry for me

Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Then I gotta spin, it's boring
Now, tears run dry for me

Been to the other side on me
Win, when you relied on me
You pretend, but your eyes show me you phony
This is Elements and Nat Turner

The words, the page burner
My rage in the name of Sojourner
The truth, the set stage to uncover
The who has a war waged on our youth

They ain't got a clue, but gotta shoot with the J's on
Ain't got a liaison, but stay focused on days gone
They kill and die to the same song
And then smoke until the pain's gone

They're expected to hang on, with nothing to hang on
They favorite rappers brain dead, my brain's gone
My aim's on, I'm shooting at actor Samuel Jackson Django

After I capture the angles
I hand them two L's and a can go
And return to where they can't go
So let's go, cut, create, go

Shall I explain more
I hold the 38, so niggas that hate get what they came for
Mama, can you pray high for me
Niggas wanna end my story

Bitches wanna fake cry for me
Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Then I gotta spin, it's boring

Now, tears run dry for me
Been to the other side on me
Win, when you relied on me
You pretend, but your eyes show me you phony

Mama, can you pray high for me
Niggas wanna end my story
Bitches wanna fake cry for me
Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry

Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Then I gotta spin, it's boring
Now, tears run dry for me
Been to the other side on me

Win, when you relied on me
You pretend, but your eyes show me you phony
Mama, can you pray high for me
Niggas wanna end my story

Bitches wanna fake cry for me
Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Let's f*ck again, I'm sorry
Then I gotta spin, it's boring

Now, tears run dry for me
Been to the other side on me
Win, when you relied on me
You pretend, but your eyes show me you phony