Hustler's Prayer - Rick Hyde, Heem

Lord forgive me for my sins

& thank you for this paper

I’m humble just enough to tell you niggas get your cake up

Yeah I took a devastating loss like the Lakers

My mama see me shining on you niggas like a Jacob

Roli on my left wrist

Imma keep a Jaylen brown of the best shit

Stir it in the water like its Nesquik

The last 50 was my best flip

Then I made an exit

I was bold enough to sell that shit & man enough to just quit

The feds started sweeping like there’s crumbs all in the kitchen

I was still worried even though I kept my distance

Free my brother Boonie

Once again them people pinched him

Talkin' bout like 430 thousand and then some

The money is the difference

Can’t eat if you ain’t vicious

This the type of shit you go through when in the trenches

Lookin like a ticket I spent it and I meant it

I’m thankful every day I got myself out my position mother fucker uh

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray to God my soul to keep

& if I die before I wake up

I’m just thankful for this paper

Now I lay me down to sleep (they know)

I pray to God my soul to keep (Big BSF nigga)

& if I die before I wake up (Hyde what up)

I’m just thankful for this paper

Took a couple losses

Couple niggas crossed us

We’re hiring for shootas nigga step into my office

You’re resume important, we duckin law enforcements

Your OG was a rat heard your father got extorted, with a wire on recorded

Lead him to a warrant

We witness dead bodies, just another day on warrant

Just kill em fuck a warrant

The undercover swarming

Week straight remember doin a shooting every morning

We up with Tom Joyner

The block feel like a sauna

We loading up good, drinking, smoking, marijuana

Higher from my mama

‘cuz I sell Madonna

Screaming fuck the jury

Middle finger to your honor

Money bring the problems

Kill em for a comma

Catch me on the run with the drako like Osama

Forgive me for my sins, I know I’m living reckless

Just hope the lord take me when they put me on that stretcher nigga (they know)

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray to God my soul to keep

& if I die before I wake up

I’m just thankful for this paper

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray to God my soul to keep

& if I die before I wake up

I’m just thankful for this paper