Walk with me Hey if you hear me out there I get down on my knees every night and pray I'm going to war I'm going to war You never know when deaths coming all you hear is gunshots Little kids get to running Old ladys get off the block When the pops hit the truck music comes to a stop Niggas get on the floor with their front doors locked Syringes and sirens the only thing on the street People act like they don't know who did it but they know its me Every days a death threat but I ain't dead yet So I go put a whole in the nigga from the next sac Don't know where I slept at just know where my check at Its the first of the month My bitch ain't got her check yet Juve left me in California I don't respect that I love him to much to beef so I'ma except that But I'ma just step back And focus on buck I'm tired of riding in yours I'm bout to buy my own truck Gotta try my own luck Get rich or die trying Its g-unit till I'm gone Lord knows I ain't lying nigga [Chorus: x2] First there was two sets of footprints in the sand Then there was one set of footprints in the sand When times get hard and shit hits the fam God don't walk with me he carry me man You don't know what I been through To get what I done got If you look through a scope You couldn't hit what I done shot Couldn't flip what I done copped Couldn't dip what I done topped To Murder you all talk Like a clip without a glock When you holla g-unit on some other shit You need to do the research and see who you fucking with I smoke all ya weed up Go run up ya visa Ya baby momma want me I don't want that skeezer She scratched my bima But I ain't Seen her When I catch the bitch I'ma gangsta lean her Whoa! We be playing in those videos With them pretty hoes Cashville Tennekey keep bitches from New York City Hoes They learned it from lil' kim to let their Titties Show I'm the king of the south This is how it really go Lord knows I keep all my jewels froze As long as the check come then fuck the award shows you know me nigga [Chorus: x2] Half of these kids never read the bible But they can tell you how to kill a man better than I do The reason they fucked up they all been lied to I know what It feels like When a nigga misguide you My momma stay in the projects And I been having money I went bought her a house But she told me she ain't want it Right then I understood that the hoods in my blood So I holla Cashville Let them know where I'm from Niggas know I got a gun When I come to the club And If It go down you better tell your people to Duck Why should I slow down I just got started targeting artists Wait till the bullets start hopping Out the closets I come to get it popping I pray to god the news watching So when they see him his niggas will know who got him We came from the bottom to the top From hoopties to a drop Killer be killed Is the attitude I got nigga [Chorus: x2] I know you praying I get killed nigga He who fears death is in denial 50 told you niggas Young-buck showed you niggas Banks! Free Yayo! And tell them bitch as niggas put they vest on I'm hear now!