Take Em to Church
Go grab Mond
He out LND
Call his phone it's 563
Still out here trying do better
Trying move better
Can't fuck with the streets
I was down bad
Got right back on my feet
Show love to the youth
Cuz they look up to me
Slow down you might fuck up the beat
Fuck that he better catch up to me
She might lose herself
If I pack up and leave
Going ham trying get all this cheese
Writing this verse this shit was a breeze
Last night finished my EP
Ease my mind
I be smoking on trees
Bankroll
I feel like Tim Trees
Bad bitch heard her body on fleek
Nympho she get straight on her knees
After we done we get mani's and pedi's
She told me she love me
I told her already
How you a shooter
Can't hold that bitch steady
Ain't fucking with bustas
That shit can get messy
Knew I was solid first day that they met me
Bro sent the beat
He told me get ready
Weight on my shoulders
that shit kinda heavy
I put it in throttle
And move like a chevy
I'm shittin on niggas
Don't mean to be petty
Mind on a million
I'm focused on feddi
Me Dj and Bubby like ed edd and eddy
Told K I can love her whenever she let me
Take em to church
Niggas know I'm a pastor
Really a legend
My shit in the rafters
Real as they come can't fuck with you actors
Lead or get left can't fuck with you rappers
Yeah
We goin take em to church
We goin take em to church
That Mond Already shit
Jiggy waddup
We ring bells
When we
Load shells
When we
Touchdown
Then we cause hell
Uh
Riding to Boosie
With extenders in the uzis
Where I'm from its unruly
It ain't nothing like the movies
We rather stack figures
And not whack niggas
But what I'm spose to do
When brothers waving their tools
And
Breaking the rules
And talking bout taking jewels
Look
I'll make the news
Before I shake in my boots
Ain't no ho in my blood
I got ice in my veins
I had to let go them drugs
Thought it was icing the pain
But it
Made me worse
Listen
I know we cursed
Listen
Before I go
I gotta take em to church
You either
Going change
Or
Stay the same
I hear you yelling gang gang
Until you turn to a stain
That's your blood on the concrete
Your brother in the casket
You out here living like you know there's life after
Get your shit together nigga
Already
He out LND
Call his phone it's 563
Still out here trying do better
Trying move better
Can't fuck with the streets
I was down bad
Got right back on my feet
Show love to the youth
Cuz they look up to me
Slow down you might fuck up the beat
Fuck that he better catch up to me
She might lose herself
If I pack up and leave
Going ham trying get all this cheese
Writing this verse this shit was a breeze
Last night finished my EP
Ease my mind
I be smoking on trees
Bankroll
I feel like Tim Trees
Bad bitch heard her body on fleek
Nympho she get straight on her knees
After we done we get mani's and pedi's
She told me she love me
I told her already
How you a shooter
Can't hold that bitch steady
Ain't fucking with bustas
That shit can get messy
Knew I was solid first day that they met me
Bro sent the beat
He told me get ready
Weight on my shoulders
that shit kinda heavy
I put it in throttle
And move like a chevy
I'm shittin on niggas
Don't mean to be petty
Mind on a million
I'm focused on feddi
Me Dj and Bubby like ed edd and eddy
Told K I can love her whenever she let me
Take em to church
Niggas know I'm a pastor
Really a legend
My shit in the rafters
Real as they come can't fuck with you actors
Lead or get left can't fuck with you rappers
Yeah
We goin take em to church
We goin take em to church
That Mond Already shit
Jiggy waddup
We ring bells
When we
Load shells
When we
Touchdown
Then we cause hell
Uh
Riding to Boosie
With extenders in the uzis
Where I'm from its unruly
It ain't nothing like the movies
We rather stack figures
And not whack niggas
But what I'm spose to do
When brothers waving their tools
And
Breaking the rules
And talking bout taking jewels
Look
I'll make the news
Before I shake in my boots
Ain't no ho in my blood
I got ice in my veins
I had to let go them drugs
Thought it was icing the pain
But it
Made me worse
Listen
I know we cursed
Listen
Before I go
I gotta take em to church
You either
Going change
Or
Stay the same
I hear you yelling gang gang
Until you turn to a stain
That's your blood on the concrete
Your brother in the casket
You out here living like you know there's life after
Get your shit together nigga
Already
Credits
Writer(s): Raimond Adair
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