Lyrics:
got no expiration but I'm just to cool to beef
Don't bring it round my gang or family, you'll be my doggie treat
Spitting and shit, I'm Pastor B, do it
the Alpha/ scary movies ain't shit to a monsta/ I can tell u a bitch by ya posture/ Captain of my team n ya bitch made the roster/ she like chips, so the bitch
now
I'm smoking
Waving at the hustlas wit no 9 to 5
So many nights and trips, I coulda slipped up
But it would be no fallin
Down witout gettin up
For my
match my green.
Killer, Pastor, and Koopa are the master machine.
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
Y'all know me, it's P.T.
Well I un huh and all of that,
niggas will abandon your vision
And say don't give me that old time religion
I'm sick and tired of my homies getting killed
And the pastor's saying that
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
I dun comot from wayward life, I dun align with God
I dun dey pay my tithe sharp, I dun dey stay for church
I dun dey get my piece of mind, pastor
Yo like
(MathontheBeat)
I remember back in 2016 like
You gone hear my adversity for real
(If it engineered by CXRBN then ion want it)
Imma always
y'all just as much as y'all love me
I do this for y'all shout out Cinematics
Shout out my brother, Jonny Shipes
To all them arguments that I had with Jon
ain't trusting a mothafucka
It's picture perfect semi up in my surface
What your hands shaking for is there
Reasons you should be nervous?
Probably got
speak in tongues like the pastor
I'ma yell my testimony from a limousine
Not living all my life by the green
Yeah I've been that guy since I was a poor
Verse 1
Get ya mind right
Y'all been talking reckless
Mama told me not to do it
So I don't block my blessings
Flow is fluent my influences told me
a pastor like a pastor
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She said nigger hit it fast
I can not sleep I got to get cash
Just for the bag I got to get attached
Just for the bag
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
I'm gona get it
That you can depend
Pocket full of hundred stacks my friend
No g no need to pretend
I'll race you by the stroke of my flow mang
Deine
Geah...wutup niggas
The compton cyco is back
In your shit for the nine deuce
And check this out
My nigga Scarface is in the motherfuckin
Pastor told me forever represent for my team
Make them niggas come clean or bust they head with the beam
(BACK UP!) (8x in background)
If we be
wrong
What you gonna say say say
Don't waste my time by the way
You've done wrong
far too long
Am I not your favorite gadget
from your favorite outlet
in
and they still representing for that gang
I ain't been around the world
But I been in the game
So you know the playas the pimps the hustlas the hoes know my
Drowning myself in alcohol this pain got me sinking
Roll up marijuana smoke help me with my thinking
They can't keep a young hustla down
Ima fighter
This life is hard
For a gangsta and a hustla like meeee
Everyday I wake up
I be smokin on them treeess
Ain't on my team
So it's fuck what you mean
hollering Sak pa se
And N'ap boule
Back in my day niggas stood up for something
Nowadays niggas won't stand up for nothing
Fought in the yard I was fist
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
by the law
I got my own people coming to attack
But this is how it go in the hood when your black
Man this shit wack like a Joe Budden track
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