Lyrics:
a little bit?
Do you ever get tired of making the scene?
Down by the back step checking out dawn
Down by the sundeck, give a big yawn
Do you ever get
Stopped goin' to church, like what it's all worth?
What would Jesus do if he was in these shoes?
If Johnny pull up, I'm fucked, I'm drunk
Head restin' in
foot
Then all them bougie ass shorts would probably give me a look
Still an average ass Joe can't really say I'm a crook
Just certain circumstances had
Blood
By the blood
I fell down but my Jesus pick me up
Cuz Im covered by the
Blood
By the blood
I would thirst
But now he filling my cup
Cuz im
the Duck)
And, you wanna back off them hogs? Convoy
Yeah, 10-4, 'bout five mile or so
Ten, roger, them hogs is gettin' intense up here
By the time we
to
Swallow when everything controlled
By that all mighty dollar
We don't fear God in America
Okay the sun rise from the east
The west marked by the beast
When you shine all these haters wanna talk down
I don't feel a way by what a nigga say
It's alright love, I let a hater hate
Pull up on them see
for your brothers as well
Giving is important because it helps others
Others strive off of what is giving to them by god
Once you give to others you
change it's you who stays the same I will try my hardest to lead them so they won't go a stray all I ask from you through this long journey is give me
in my coat
Always been always be all my life
Always dope i don't give a fuck I do a
Thou-wow then I'm up and down
To break that shit and weigh that
once I see her
I give her that dope dick
Just like it's ether (Oh oh)
Then I leave her, I can't get caught up
I can't be on Cheaters there go them people
build
But they think it's just for fame
It's a shame
they throwing dirt all on my name
I won't chill
And I put that on my squad
I'm bout a bill
But that
daylights out, bitch
Night time come off up them stacks
If you don't give 'em then
We gon' take 'em
Go and get 'em or we gon' chase him
Go stick him and might
with them lions with no pride now
I'm gravitating to the son so I'm not self centered
Them haters take shots at my destiny and can't hit it
How I be they
and I find no point in mincing them
Butchered by the mob cuz the facts do be killing them
Nothing phases me though cuz I know I can't stay innocent
Honor
Arms)
Yo, yo
Check out the rap kin'pin, the black Jesus
I know a few nigga sniff coke and caught seizures
Peace to half-moon Caesars
And all
Arms)
Yo, yo
Check out the rap kin'pin, the black Jesus
I know a few nigga sniff coke and caught seizures
Peace to half-moon Caesars
And all
watching, They wanna see me on my face (Yea)
But when they see me succeeding, they want me to give 'em all the game (Give it)
I can't be generous to you lil
to measure at all
Murdering it for pleasure, ain't fucking with godi
I'm sick with a medicine ball
Couldn't give 'em a shit, not even a little bit cause
shit I'm trynna live twice wanna leave it how it is
Feed all them niggas then stop it
Let them know that their life In your pocket
Don't smoke with
the lights
She praying Jesus Christ
I sold all my Niks
Paying all these bills
Man it feel like she my wife
Noodles in the morning and I'm sicka eating rice
raised me
Only father figures I had were my uncles and my grandpa nem
Then my Pops took me in and said don’t be like them
Negroes running up the streets I
is meant for me, its mine
Since I was bout 6 I started trainin' with this gift
When Diddy made that hit I was harlem shakin' on them kids
All
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
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