Footprints (Explicit)

'Ey, if you hear me out there

I get down on my knees every night

And say

I'm goin' to war

I'm goin' to war

You never know when death comin'

All you hear is gunshots

The kids get to runnin'

Old ladies get off the block

Then the popsicle truck

Music comes to a stop

**** get on the floor

With they front door locked

Syringes and sirens

The only thing on the streets

People act like they don't know who did it

But they know it's me

Every day's a death threat

But I ain't dead yet

So I'm gonna put a hole in a ****

From the next step

Don't know where I slept at

Just know where my TEC at

It's the first of the month

My bitch ain't got a check yet

You been livin' in California

I don't respect that

I love you too much to beef

So I'ma accept that

But I'ma just step back

And focus on buck

Tired of ridin' in yours

I'm 'bout to buy my own truck

Gotta try my own luck

Get rich or die tryin'

It's G-Unit till I'm gone

Lord knows I ain't lyin', ****

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 the shit hits the fan

God don't walk with me, he carry me, man

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 the shit hits the fan

God don't walk with me, he carry me, man

You don't know what I've been through

To get what I done got

If you look throughh a scome

You couldn't hit what I done shot

Couldn't flip what I done copped

Couldn't tip what I done topped

I'll murder you, all talk, like a clip without a Glock

When you holla'd G-Unit

On some other shit

You need to do the research

And see who you fuckin' with

I smoke all your weed up

Go run up your Visa

Your baby mama want me

I don't want that skeezer

She scratched my Beemer

But I ain't seen her

When I catch the bitch

I'ma gangsta lean 'er

Whoa

We be playin' in them videos

With them pretty hoes

Cashville Tennekey bitches and New York City hoes

They learned it from Lil' Kim

Their let they 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 ****

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 the shit hits the fan

God don't walk with me, he carry me, man

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 the shit hits the fan

God don't walk with me, he carry me, man

Half of these kids never 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 **** misguide you

My Mom'll stay in the projects

And I been havin' money

I went and bought her a house

But she told me, she ain't want it

Right then I understood

That the hood's in my blood

So I holla Cash Real, let them know where I'm from

**** 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 hoppin'

Out the closets

I come to get it poppin'

Pray to God, the news watchin'

So when they see him his ****'ll know

Who got him

We came from the bottom to the top

From hoopties to a drop

And kill or be killed

Is the attitude I got

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 the shit hits the fan

God don't walk with me, he carry me, man

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 the shit hits the fan

God don't walk with me, he carry me, man