They talkin like they wan take me out
You on't even know where I'm from
You on't even know what I'm bout
Out from the mud from the flood
Sittin at the table eating crumbs
Don't care how you do it get it done
Its a lot of drug dealing out chea
Boy might wipe ya nose fa da plug
Smokin on cookies got em coughing up ah lung
Boy ain't nothing to a push but a tug
Do a lot ah dirt tryin sweep it under rugs
Thought he was ya homie na you talkin to the bug
I been talkin to the KING
And HE callin them shots, and HE pullin them strings
Know the Bible the Weapon
I'mma take my shot, sin where is your sting
I ain't worried bout nothing
I ain't worried bout you, what it is what it do
I done did my time
And I ain't on papers, I done paid my dues
Boy go aganst GOD
But HE don't play games, thats why HE don't lose
When you see the orange foams
Get the steppin on the stage, you can't fill those shoes, boy
On GOD on GOD I'mma ride I'mma ride
I on't go to church just to pay my tithe
Make you feel good make you easier to rob
Go against the grain boy you know I'm that guy
If they gon whine let em cry let em cry
Don't want CHRIST let em lay let em die
Wanna act greasy when its hot let em fry
Twinkle of an eye no time for goodbye
CHRIST got me waaay up
Still on my waaay up
In this world you get paaay cuts
You still better paaay up
Thats why I stay praaayed up
Cause I on't know what I might do
Might get the praying for you homie
Or I might just beat em black and blue
GOD ain't done wit me yet
Rookie can't keep up wit a vet
I miss JESUS on deck
Satan a snake keep the pressure on his neck
I ain't gon die for respect
I ain't gon die for a check
Did a lot of things I regret
But you on't wan be apart ah that
I learned I can shine my light from the back
When I have to take it to the front
I've learned only JESUS got my back
Gave strength I can handle whats infront
On GOD On GOD I'mma ride I'mma ride
I on't go to church just to pay my tithe
Make you feel good make you easier to rob
Go against the grain boy you know I'm that guy
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They talkin like they wan take me out
You on't even know where I'm from
You on't even know what I'm bout
Out from the mud from the flood
Sittin at the table eating crumbs
Don't care how you do it get it done
Its a lot of drug dealing out chea
Boy might wipe ya nose fa da plug
Smokin on cookies got em coughing up ah lung
Boy ain't nothing to a push but a tug
Do a lot ah dirt tryin sweep it under rugs
Thought he was ya homie na you talkin to the bug
I been talkin to the KING
And HE callin them shots, and HE pullin them strings
Know the Bible the Weapon
I'mma take my shot, sin where is your sting
I ain't worried bout nothing
I ain't worried bout you, what it is what it do
I done did my time
And I ain't on papers, I done paid my dues
Boy go aganst GOD
But HE don't play games, thats why HE don't lose
When you see the orange foams
Get the steppin on the stage, you can't fill those shoes, boy
On GOD on GOD I'mma ride I'mma ride
I on't go to church just to pay my tithe
Make you feel good make you easier to rob
Go against the grain boy you know I'm that guy
If they gon whine let em cry let em cry
Don't want CHRIST let em lay let em die
Wanna act greasy when its hot let em fry
Twinkle of an eye no time for goodbye
CHRIST got me waaay up
Still on my waaay up
In this world you get paaay cuts
You still better paaay up
Thats why I stay praaayed up
Cause I on't know what I might do
Might get the praying for you homie
Or I might just beat em black and blue
GOD ain't done wit me yet
Rookie can't keep up wit a vet
I miss JESUS on deck
Satan a snake keep the pressure on his neck
I ain't gon die for respect
I ain't gon die for a check
Did a lot of things I regret
But you on't wan be apart ah that
I learned I can shine my light from the back
When I have to take it to the front
I've learned only JESUS got my back
Gave strength I can handle whats infront
On GOD On GOD I'mma ride I'mma ride
I on't go to church just to pay my tithe
Make you feel good make you easier to rob
Go against the grain boy you know I'm that guy
You on't even know where I'm from
You on't even know what I'm bout
Out from the mud from the flood
Sittin at the table eating crumbs
Don't care how you do it get it done
Its a lot of drug dealing out chea
Boy might wipe ya nose fa da plug
Smokin on cookies got em coughing up ah lung
Boy ain't nothing to a push but a tug
Do a lot ah dirt tryin sweep it under rugs
Thought he was ya homie na you talkin to the bug
I been talkin to the KING
And HE callin them shots, and HE pullin them strings
Know the Bible the Weapon
I'mma take my shot, sin where is your sting
I ain't worried bout nothing
I ain't worried bout you, what it is what it do
I done did my time
And I ain't on papers, I done paid my dues
Boy go aganst GOD
But HE don't play games, thats why HE don't lose
When you see the orange foams
Get the steppin on the stage, you can't fill those shoes, boy
On GOD on GOD I'mma ride I'mma ride
I on't go to church just to pay my tithe
Make you feel good make you easier to rob
Go against the grain boy you know I'm that guy
If they gon whine let em cry let em cry
Don't want CHRIST let em lay let em die
Wanna act greasy when its hot let em fry
Twinkle of an eye no time for goodbye
CHRIST got me waaay up
Still on my waaay up
In this world you get paaay cuts
You still better paaay up
Thats why I stay praaayed up
Cause I on't know what I might do
Might get the praying for you homie
Or I might just beat em black and blue
GOD ain't done wit me yet
Rookie can't keep up wit a vet
I miss JESUS on deck
Satan a snake keep the pressure on his neck
I ain't gon die for respect
I ain't gon die for a check
Did a lot of things I regret
But you on't wan be apart ah that
I learned I can shine my light from the back
When I have to take it to the front
I've learned only JESUS got my back
Gave strength I can handle whats infront
On GOD On GOD I'mma ride I'mma ride
I on't go to church just to pay my tithe
Make you feel good make you easier to rob
Go against the grain boy you know I'm that guy
Writer: KEVON D ANTONI MCCREADY
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