"Ayo, peace to my brothers that lay salaat
get dumb money, haraam still pay zakat
Ayo I slip a lot, my grip on Islam is all I got
I'm ripping this rhyme 'fore I get locked
By the time I get back I'm prolly on my deen in'shallah
But as of now though? I'm living foul yo
Risking my life through these magnums and wild hoes
tryna be the illest fool man tryna style clothes
Tryna stay ill, instead of tryna build
I sold crack all my life, how many dreams I killed?
How many girls I ditched? what kinda world is this
You young and you beautiful baby, but we will never kiss
For the simple fact you out there without no healthcare
Any nikka pull up on 24s, you saying "hell yeah"
Tell the truth, have you checked yourself?
All jokes aside, are you in good health?
Man, prolly not, cause you out there walking blocks
Tryna hop in every scraper, yokin playing knots
82nd & MacArthur, meet me at the mosque
Where you could meet the black muslim girls, wrapped in silk
Prettier than video girls, without flash and bills
Bismillah Ar-Rahman Ar-Rahim
In the name of Allah I lead, sirat-al mustaquim, peace...
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underrated than a mothafukka