Lyrics Meek Mill - Issues Lord, forgive me for my sins, used to pray to get a brick Nigga icy like it's hockey, and I'm playin' with them sticks He don't like me, but he gotta respect the fact we gettin' rich Nigga threw a shot and missed me, threw 'em back and he got hit Brrrrrt, brrrrt versuri-lyrics.info Went from
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