Thank you Lord, it's gon' be aight though
This one's for you, yeah!
Cadillacs on 22's
Hear my voice and mack these beats
Pray to the Mississippi

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey

God, I know that we pimp, God, I know that we wrong
God, I know I should talk about mo' in all of my songs
I know these kids are listenin', I know I'm here for a mission
But it's so hard to get 'em with 22 rims all glisten

I know these balls are talking, Lord I wanna do right
I tried to fight but these demons they come to me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and now my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got Dwayne and Roy

My cousin Sweets, momma Lita and Jason
Lord, I'm praying for swacking, my heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
He's still my hero but just a shell man of what he was

Yeah, smoking get a buzz, but God, I hear You callin'
And shit wrong wit balling but my soul is just steadily fallin'
And the sex, and the dead, and the other jail
God, I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in Hell?

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey
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Lord, they hung Andre Jones, Lord, they hung Reynold Johnson
Lord, I wanna fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncin'
Lord, I'm sick of jumping, Lord, please just tell me something
My folks still dumpin' my music, bumpin' but I feel nothing

My heart is steadily pumpin', my heart is steadily breakin'
Sometimes, I feel like I'm fakin', man, I'm so sick of takin'
Maybe, hell ain't a place meant for us to burn
Maybe, earth is telling just a place for us to learn

'Bout Yo love, Yo will and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place
Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park
So, we can come home, this world right here is feelin' so dark

Feelin' so cold, Lord, I'm gettin' so old
I dunno if I can take this world right here no more
22 inch rims on the 'Lac
I guess that was Yo footprint in the sand, carryin' us on Your back

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats
And pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey, yeah, yeah, hey

Cadillacs on 22's
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stayed true
Hear my voice and mack these beats