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The Lord Is Testin Me (Explicit) - TRU

I think the Lord is testin' me

Whatzup y'all hello world this C murder

I'm about to put you in the mind of a crazy

F**ked up in the head muthaf**ka this ni**a sick

You know what I'm saying

One of the muthaf**kas you see in the

News everyday for doin' all types of crazy sh*t

Sometimes I think the lord is testing me

But I'm a TRU ni**a

I can't let none of these niggas

But I'm a TRU ni**a

And b**ches get the best of me

I can't let none of these niggas

But I'm a TRU ni**a

And b**ches get the best of me

I can't let none of these niggas

But I'm a TRU ni**a

And b**ches get the best of me

Muthaf**kas just don't understand the sh*t that I be goin' through

I wanna kill myself but I know I gots to stay tru

Be gettin' my f**kin' hustle on and stack my f**in' dividends

Cuz if I ain't got no money and I'm broke f**k friends

I feel like I'm paralyzed cuz my own baby won't hug me

My momma won't let me in the house cuz she talkin' bout

She scared of me

The only reason I sell drugs is survive

The only reason I kill is to stay alive

I'm constantly watchin' my back cuz playa haters act like hoes

But they don't wanna f**k with me cuz I turn bustas into John does

I'm not a role model so keep your kids up out my face

Talkin' bout I'm sellin' drugs ain't doin' nothing

But killin' my own race

Police can't catch me betta kill me ain't gon' let 'em arrest me

They don't understand I draw my nine faster than jesse

I've been know to have a temper and I click quick like this

Befo' I was crazy but now I'm strapped and I'm sick

187 killin' murder's a hobby

Thank god this be the charge six counts armed robbery

Back in the free world same sh*t ain't gon' change

Call V say he got w**d but f**k I need clothes man

Damn shoud I get that ski mask G

Should I rob him try to get a job

Sometimes I think the lord is testing me

But I'm a tru ni**a

I can't let none of these niggas

And b**ches get the best of me

Sometimes I think the lord is testing me

But I'm a tru ni**a

I can't let none of these niggas

Damn the man's testin' me

I keep visualizin' jail cells and closed caskets

Put a credit to the grave he blasting

Fill my coffin laughin' chewin tobaco

I'm just a gangsta livin' day to day tryna survive

Try to stay high to realize why my homies out there die

Now why you keep on testin' me sendin' these cops to arrest me

Put me in bad situations but I won't let life get the best of me

I was born in a f**ked situation but I'm not a born killa

But I've seen some sh*t in my time that escaped a grown ni**a

Wonder if its a test see how much I could hold up on my shoulder

T R U 'cross my stomach on my back a f**kin' soldier

It just don't seem right it just don't seem right

The sh*t a ni**a go through makin' me wanna scream like Mike

It stresses me its only after this

I wants to know

If its a in if I kill a ni**a over self defense

Most of my people don't like me

And a lot of 'em can't stand me

But I wonder if its a sin

If I kill and rob to feed my f**kin' family

It's suvival of the fittest you be my witness

I don't give a f**k about the money

Cuz I can't take none of that sh*t with me

If its a test then let me know

But if its my time to go then let me go amen

Sometimes I think the lord is testing me

But I'm a tru ni**a

I can't let none of these niggas

And b**ches get the best of me

Sometimes I think the lord is testing me

But I'm a tru ni**a

I can't let none of these niggas

And b**ches get the best of me

My record went gold my family started money tripping

I could look into the eyes of a ni**a

That wants to catch me slippin'

Somebody hollered don't go out like tupac

That be the same ni**a tryin' to fill me up with buckshots

The game get dirty that's why I'm blastin'

Its plenty niggas out there wanna see the P in a casket

That's why they spread rumors lies I died

Niggas don't wanna see another ni**a

Get a piece fo the f**kin' pie

My friends trippin' cuz I got ends

Niggas don't wanna see a black ni**a rolin' in a f**kin' Benz

My old lady say I'm stuck up

I got to sleep with one eye open this whole world is f**ked up

Got me poppin' dono

Ask Bo but he don't know what P know about the ghetto

You ain't got no dollars you got no friends

If I go to jail how many y'all niggas gon' visit me in the pen

But if I die it be a million niggas at my funeral

They wanna see me knocked out like Tyson did bruno

If I wear red or a blue then I'm a gang banga

If I make gangsta rhymes huh then I'm a d**e slanga

Every ni**a I used to know that didn't make it

Think I owe 'em somethin'

Every ni**a I know in the ghetto huh

Ask me to front 'em somethin'

My own company niggas want me to sign them up

They don't think I could work for this sh*t

And how hard it take to come up

They too busy throwin' tesses tests

Got me strapped with pistols wearin' bullet proof vesses vests

Every hoe I f**k hope the rubber pop

The media spread rumors I smoke too much w**d

I guess they wanna see me smokin' rocks

Heh I think the lord is testin' me

Either this a bad dream or my f**kin' mind messin' with me