Lyrics:
my religion why don't you guess it
Chorus (4x)
This song was inspired by all you so-called saved motherfuckers out there
The ones that's backsliding
say much
But damn is he cool
Under it all just a self-made fool
Who invited Ricky
That part ain’t too clear
Tonight the boys will just play it by beer
made by man
Crackin' the DNA code to see how God made man
I storm the mainland, scare MC's like slave hands
Put microchips in they wristbands and make
[Pastor Troy talking}
Pastor, disaster
I'm just laying down my bass shit
You know my bass my bass one
Y'all God damn (well UN-huh nigga)
Crank that
am that nigga
Ion give a fuck what they say
This aint GA but aint more play
I Still a buss at you wit a 223
Like the Pastor
Troy
Solo I was riding
complete (BSB)
You never seen nothin' like this, Splash Brothers with the aim
I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleeping with your misses
Nigga call me Young
matter
That's an unhealthy way to cope
Now isn't it?
I like to stay away from everybody
Everybody thinking I'm such a bad guy
But, why?
Y'all are
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty
like you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
like a super sayian
He accepted all men didn't care where they been
That's me and you, do you want to come
I got power from on high like a spirit bomb
I
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
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
Blatt, Slatt, yeah! (Woohoo!)
Spinnin', xan', spinnin', xan'
Spinnin', xan', spinnin', xan'
Doi-Doi, boy-boy
Troy, Troy, Candace
Neck, like Candace, yeah
complete (BSB)
You never seen nothin' like this, Splash Brothers with the aim
I wish a nigga would boy
A nigga sleeping with your misses
Nigga call me Young
This is dedicated to all them fuck
Ass lists you left me out
All them conversations 'bout New York
I wasn't mentioned, like I moved or something
you throw that pussy at me
Like Pastor Troy baby I’m ready
We got plans tell ya home girl to fall back
In good hands Allstate ma' it’s alright
Rock
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Change my name to the kid, that's a baby goat
Keep a Drac' like I started up OVO
You can get a percent, but I want
[Pastor Troy talking]
Pimp shit
Yeah pimp shit, nigga
Wassup baby Ken?
Like this hea
All my niggaz mayn
A yo, all the real boss playa
A yo,
stop me fuck that shit I wanna see
I'm a Georgia Boy fuck Pastor Troy
These pussy ass niggaz gonna feel me
Since disco they tried to get me shot me up
want to play with that toy
Droppin' this heat like an asteroid
Good in the south like Pastor Troy
Pull up aside of a 1977
Sittin' back and sippin' my
and that's my day onie!
Ya'll know, I shine bright when I roll, plot on mines and I blow
Smoke, pow! Here you go! I am not the one, but I'm the one
Troy Ave,
on that beat for my very first mixtape Young Broke and Infamous, damn
It's like 2010 And I titled the track Young Sinatra
And that was the birth of all
the world is Separating now Damn!
OUTRO
(Troy Black)
This Corona Virus pandemic
This crisis that we're facing and the first thing I feel like the holy
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