Choir Boy
Let me get some more volume in the headphones
Real
I been on they row
Since a choir boy
Since Concord
Since Concords
We been popping
Since July 4th
Since mom and pop stores
Trill shit
Niggas pop yours
Judge a man by what he ride for
Not if he ride foreign
Still a nigga love to ride foreign
Couple strays in the back
As I fade to the black
Might of fact
Can a nigga get a encore
Sir Tim on the keys
Like Scotch Scorch
Think he in a A-flat
Til the wheels go flat
If you ever had my back
Know I got yours
Every nigga round me
Put up high scores
You gotta check the stats
Like fox sports
See we all ball together
When we all come together
That's the perfect harmony
Just a choir boy
With a few raps stashed
In his sock drawer
I remember Sister Sneed was like
Take The Lead
That made a seed
From to A to Z
A mustard seed
And when you get down on both knees
I told her mama
Pray for me
Real
Fear of God
Genocide
We'll wait and see
The last supper
Just take a seat
Until then
Sir Tim
Play the keys
Let it breathe
Head in the sand
Please don't desert me
A nigga far from woke
Man please alert me
I wonder if I'm worthy
I need some mercy
I'm pray for a cleansing
My feet so dirty
I walk by faith
I'm approaching 30
Lift me up in your prayers
Help me keep me sturdy
Please don't judge me
Cause you too churchy
Living proof
You ain't Gotta google search me
Real
I been on they row
Since a choir boy
Since Concord
Since Concords
We been popping
Since July 4th
Since mom and pop stores
Trill shit
Niggas pop yours
Judge a man by what he ride for
Not if he ride foreign
Still a nigga love to ride foreign
Couple strays in the back
As I fade to the black
Might of fact
Can a nigga get a encore
Sir Tim on the keys
Like Scotch Scorch
Think he in a A-flat
Til the wheels go flat
If you ever had my back
Know I got yours
Every nigga round me
Put up high scores
You gotta check the stats
Like fox sports
See we all ball together
When we all come together
That's the perfect harmony
Just a choir boy
With a few raps stashed
In his sock drawer
I remember Sister Sneed was like
Take The Lead
That made a seed
From to A to Z
A mustard seed
And when you get down on both knees
I told her mama
Pray for me
Real
Fear of God
Genocide
We'll wait and see
The last supper
Just take a seat
Until then
Sir Tim
Play the keys
Let it breathe
Head in the sand
Please don't desert me
A nigga far from woke
Man please alert me
I wonder if I'm worthy
I need some mercy
I'm pray for a cleansing
My feet so dirty
I walk by faith
I'm approaching 30
Lift me up in your prayers
Help me keep me sturdy
Please don't judge me
Cause you too churchy
Living proof
You ain't Gotta google search me
Credits
Writer(s): Jayson Cornelius
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