Lyrics:
to preach Jesus you can read it in my bars
I'm pretty straight forward when I'm speaking bout my Lord
He paid the sin price being beat by Roman guards
But
a cell by myself
Man you couldn't imagine it
They fed me some shit I wouldn't feed to my dog
Man that shit was the nastiest
Can you imagine me losing
[1st Verse]
I used to be the ideal nigga
Preppy like Hilfiger
Pretty vill nigga
But wanted to make my dollar bill bigger
Turned into a field nigga
Look, where I go from here?
Just lost my father last year
But I still, remain to keep it real like dollar bills
I drop tears, can't believe my
fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in
Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!
thing
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing
Before I spend my life in jail, I'll rather die and burn in hell
Carried by six before I'm judged by 12
Nothing sad as that day my girl father past away
So I promised to Mr. Rainey I'm gonna marry your daughter
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that
when Ima fall
He even had my back when it was pinned to the wall
Father, please forgive me I don't want to fall
Father, please forgive me I don't want
Our father who at in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Can you feel my pain
Don't wanna hurt nobody
Ain't tryin'a catch a body
All my life I been a mess
the lottery
I got money angels ima get it regardless
I'm a money baby
Never liked being surrounded by non hustlers
It's only right to get money
My pockets never
mama's light bill with them nickel rocks
Even kept the phone on with them nickel rocks
Got my first pair of Jordans for them nickel rocks
Even felt
mama's light bill with them nickel rocks
Even kept the phone on with them nickel rocks
Got my first pair of Jordans for them nickel rocks
Even felt
Pockets with royalties, you gets, no loyalties
That's word bill, sell your house's mortgage off the hill
I'm for real necks, payin crackers for my Ampex
due bills clothing shelter
When do I eat or my health
The father provides well above the expectations of self
So don't be distracted by unfortunate
was advised by the guy in my reflection
"Don't throw your change into a wishing well, invest it"
If life's a play, I've been practicing the wrong lines
again, the end is drifting ever closer to me
Once again, the angels are singing oh so loudly at me
Bite the venom in my vein
By the look on your face
on you
My hand is on you
You'll be used by ME to bring forth deliverance,
I call you
I see you great and honorable
You are mighty
Men are living dying
My
the back I hope you can hear us
Got some asteroids on my Rollie
Some cheesy guacamole
These bitches think I'm holy
Angels getting lowly
Riding me so slowly
Uh
Started with a small package
Then I flipped it to a larger one
Sling the rock like Stone Cold
I sold your father some
Never borrow guns, keep my
riches and them cars
But she just wanted a better family
Because her parents divorced early, her papa, he was taken by the force
Mother on crack and she
They hurt and can't look for answers from the people that they trust
Damn
Imagine bein hurt by yo father figure
To lose all of that trust that you had
to the angel of death?
Hook
1. Oh my
2. I'm just giving praise to the most high
3. Praying as I keep my bible close by
4. I just hope the angels hear my soul
This my first time confessing
It's long overdue I should have been had a session
Father all I want you to do relay a message
Tell these angels from
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
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