Lyrics:
Worship Him right now it'll be that other Twelve soon
Jesus said you can't work when that night come
Old Testament full of Jesus posing for that Nikon
One O
on and get low, and I never fumble
Make ya throw your hands up when
I bring in the zone
So if it's on, it's on, shit
I'm takin' you home
I got my home dog out,
Worship me bitch, I'm your christ
Try to get it how you living, I'm winning
I'm bagging bitches who told me I'm just a friend
Want to look up and see
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
ho, that's how many women I get
If your girl's naughty she can walk my plank
I need a bottle of rum and a booty to spank
Wish list, it's more like
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
overlooked
It's a narrow road to heaven Satan's place overbooked
Until the body get tamed you'll remain overlooked
I'm sorry father I feel shame when i look
In
the window, my emotions start to show
Cold and alone, I like to kiss her when I get home
And she likes the way poppy makes her move
Yoga with a mini skirt is
on
When my diamond chain is on, still nothin' set in stone
Women borrow sweaters that I spray with my cologne
And tell me don't forget 'em and I promise
back the clock for me
Well my heart's in The Highlands wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind it whispers to the buckeye
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
Unstable-ass, confrontational-ass, dumb bitches
You wanna bring a nigga down, even when I'm tryna do right
We could go our separate ways right now
You could
too mainstream"
Well, that's what they do
When they get jealous, they confuse it
"It's not hip-hop, it's pop
" because I found a hella way to fuse it
a king
Got women that'll treat me
I be going hard, got a dime down in DC
Yeah my wifey home
And I'm wrong for what I'm doing yo
I be out creeping, lying
home
I'm in my zone, I'm staying all night
Pretty women steady blowing my cellular phone
'Cause they know we taking over, get ready, come on
We
religions!
Dictated by men!
Women downgraded!
While they sacred.
Sin emerge!
Not by birth.
Go back to when.
Unity liberty.
In Spirituality.
To the beginning.
and where is my home yeah
But I know I get a big bro whose on the throne
So I'll put all my worries aside yeah I will trust in Him
I will worship Jesus
rap game is alright. I'm just getting by.
She had a lil weed and we get a lil high
And I'm looking in her eyes and I'm loving her vibe
Told me back
blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no
people spent days there
Some spent weeks in agonizing anxiety over
What the answer would be
Meanwhile, I was wondering when
The heck we were
Going to get
niggas, knowing they ain't never show up
Pressure high, I get salty, but be knowing niggas faulty
Wanna pay me for the verses when they really can't afford
surrounded by pride envy and greed it's no fun to
Have a friend or pretend you're naive to the hunger
Fall to my knees I was under the pressure of being
live for my God, I worship whats his
I crown all my pawns, I learn when I live
I'm proud of my flaws, I'm worth what I get
I'll give you the world,
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