Lyrics:
confessions
Not a preacher, or a teacher
I'm just talking thru a speaker
Daddy on crack
Mama on meth
And my flow is the ether
Rise from the dead like God after
they had plugs too
We was in the barrio, we ain't have no Dunkaroos uhhh
Mangos and salchicha
Every OG an alcoholic but somehow a hood preacher
Big hips,
I'm an OG in a younging
I'm a preacher now
I've been preaching cause I'm healing all this Niggas now
Done did everything this Niggas thought I
was ten
And one day his daddy took a ten dollar bill
And he tucked it in his hand
He said I can tell you're headed for trouble son
And your
top wraith
Heard the preacher man say that he got it by faith - wait
Really gon tell me that's all it takes
On God, you a fraud, might burn in that lake
that boy's about as much trouble as his daddy was
Running from the law must run in that family's blood
Oh lord
Everybody's needing something to get by
of a sudden devil awoke in me
Said I was cussing my teachers out
Said I was tuning my preachers out
Said I was acting a fool and given a f*** and giving
My grand daddy's grand daddy
Was a Carolina son
Born to a preacher man
cnd born to hold a gun
clcohol was outlawed
When he came home from war
Money
quit
cnd yo chick by my side cause she loved the paper the game was in charge yea I cought the vapors
Hook:
Right on Right on Right on Right on we gone
to heaven up with you
Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga griles to
And god know
And god know I'm thug life, u fuckin' right
So if nigga play with me
Bout a young negus, a king and preacher
He 22, looks by the soul like he 40
Look by the soul like he 40
Grinding that turn all the minutes to hours
I was never with that - scene
Because the ends could never justify the - means
And if it's all about gettin that - green
I been there, I done that, I
a soldier, poppa was a preacher
That's a bible & a rifle, tell me that don't make believers
How do you get freedom
By evening the odds
Every evening she was
There, Yeah My Nana Was There
Sitting There Rockin' In Her Favorite Chair
Chorus
Little Country Church With A Baptist Preacher
Watching Your Daddy Walk
on Earth as it is in Heaven
But Jesus stay reppin'
And we got beasts up in my section
I was raised by some thugs, got rich off the D
Eighty grams took
on Earth as it is in Heaven
But Jesus stay reppin'
And we got beasts up in my section
I was raised by some thugs, got rich off the D
80 grams took my
Catholic family
Or your Daddy's white collar and you had it easy
You were given everything you ever wanted sadly
Your losing this one
I was raised by
Grandad a preacher
Heard he was thuggin' before his blessing
Somthing like a role model
I came up with two lil brothers
Never do wrong by em
Give my last
a love that's true
But her daddy he's a preacher man
And he don't dig what he don't understand
He puts me down with the Devil's class
Says stay away from
His great-grandfather was a missionary man
And his grandpa was an old prospector
His daddy was a farmer and he went bust
At the hands of a debt
broke some promises
Papa was a Baptist preacher
I had to grow up Protestant
Speaking wisdom to the mic
And tryna seek some prominence
Moved away at 15
If you could even call it that
Or y'all might think it's corny as fuck
And let me
Let me tell you about
High school
I never was a cool boy
All I did
Everyone in Nacodoches
Knew Tom Ames would come to a bad end
'Cause the sheriff caught him
Stealin' chickens and such by the time he was ten
on crack, I've seen a mother beat up by her daughter[03:24.41]And some honest to God truth y'all, very long my great-great-grandfather was murdered over
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