Lyrics:
As a Monday morning church
The preacher came by Sunday
He said he missed me at the service
He told me Jesus loves me
But I'm not sure I deserve it
'Cause
F.A.B.L.E. we was getting jipped by these promoter thieves
Lord my life would change when I met Hadee
All this Chicago haters city ish just went out the window
remain
Wonderfully made
I'm trading my sorrow away
I'm trading my pain
In you I remain
Wonderfully made
I'm trading my sorrow away
I'm trading my pain
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
money paying church tithes, silent cries pain in my eyes
Born in the streets no choice to decide
Momma in the kitchen, whipping pies, not the same ones
you go through you won't get mad and quit
Number 1 it pains me to say
Everybody in church ain't trying to be saved
Many will come but not for the Son
DO IT
I GOT A LITTLE HURT
A LITTLE PAIN
WORSHIPING HIM IN THE CHURCH
RIGHT IN THE HOUSE HIZZLE
WHAT DO YOU KNOW
WHAT YOU GOT
I GOT RAW FLOW
straight take the pain away I charge the game
And put my problems on layaway
A black man but I feel so blue
So I smoke green and purple til my dreams
a crooked system but gin straight take the pain away I charge the game
And put my problems on layaway
A black man but I feel so blue
So I smoke green
ain't never, ever had no church, got this Glock on my waist
Quincho the hardest steppin' out and it's not for debate
I've been runnin' up that money
lil' Navigators and
Carryin on man gettin trucks under the
Year and puttin' spinners on it
Ya fakin! church!"
I live off truth, you live off lies
So
died from breast cancer
She went to God with some questions but never got the answer
Wondering if she did something wrong to cause this pain she's
it's fake love
Pray I remain so sane with my pain
Lord please let it pass by
Ayy' I'm sorry for my cold heart
When my hope is fading
You're there waiting
will scrub off this makeup
We are conditioned in society based on faulty mathematics
The church of her body set on fire by five different arsonists
I thank God for salvation He made right
Let me make it known if it ain't bout God than I ain't involved
I walked by faith I don't walk by sight
Man
As a Monday morning church
The preacher came by Sunday
He said he missed me at the service
He told me Jesus loves me
But I'm not sure I deserve it
'Cause
Earth is like a church without a preacher
The people have to pray for themselves
Animals and birds cannot help them
Trees and plants have nothing
The time that passes by makes us recognize
That cross and robe are made not for paradise
Just some odd relics of old worlds dusty mankind
Oh lord is
back for that bag that you owe me
And I ain’t coming back by my lonely
I'm back for them acres
I'm plotting on the plot by ya neighbors
I'm back for
explain
Addictions
What used to give pleasure not brings pain
Alcoholic drug addict that disease with 3 letters
These are the results of choosing to live
Feel like I was raised in the dark
Brain had a spark light from the thought, pain from the heart
Cut from a different fabric but it’s still stains
the gap between the streets and church
I woke up
Scrolling through my facebook
I Stopped and had to take a 2nd look
I read the article- it had me shook
I got a question answer this why
They takin money jus to get fly
But when a natural disaster come by
None of these churches won’t let us inside
But
knows my sins
All of the pain I carry within
He knows the people I've hurt
Some people think their bad but I'm worse
I could only be saved by grace, not
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