Seen Everything But Jesus (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, woah, oh
Yeah, ha
Yeah, hahaha, yeah, yeah
I felt like singin', nigga, uh

I did a lot of shit that I regret, yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back
But I was tryna just get my respect, uh
I catch the body when I ring this MAC
Lord knows that I'm tryin'
But we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a nigga if my babies is cryin'
I'ma forever stay solid

Look, Lil Lotto got shot, Mikey B got shot
Lil Jojo got shot, ChineGun got shot (rest in peace, niggas)
I start my verse sayin' they names to show we haven't forgot
I'm reminiscin' about my niggas, I miss them a lot
(We ain't forgot you niggas)
Bismillah, city I'm from get risky a lot
Gotta get you a Glock, incase you gotta lick a few shots

Flip your pack a few times, stack it, and get you a block
Keep your grip on you for niggas tryna get what you got
My nigga Sos up in the feds, he been down for like seven
We fell out before he left and we never got to address it
I still answer every call
When he come home, I plan to bless him (real shit)
'Cause we spoke about it like two men and I was corrected

That's lil' shit I'm ain't stressin', we still got a connection
He was in the feds with West and I'm solid without a question
Back then, two of the woes hit that lick for that lil' bread
Ain't get them bricks out of that
Nigga, they still shot him and fled
Police caught 'em both two days later and caught the bitch
She ain't know not to take your
Cellphone when you hit a lick, look (fuck is you doin'?)
I'm from a sturdy block, duckin' them dirty cops
Made a fortune with a fork and a dirty pot, I swear I did a lot

I did a lot of shit that I regret, yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back
But I was tryna just get my respect, uh
I catch the body when I ring this MAC
Lord knows that I'm tryin'
But we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a nigga if my babies is cryin'
I'ma forever stay solid

Yeah, I done a lot of shit that I regret
Yeah, I bust the strap until it ain't nothin' left
I done seen everything but Jesus, I ain't scared of death
Yeah, I scraped that Pyrex 'til it ain't nothin' left, yeah, yeah
It ain't no competition on this mic, oppositions want my life
Mama said I can't be hurt 'cause I'm drippin' in the blood of Christ
Set up by my family members, man, sometimes your blood ain't right
Couldn't afford new Js, I wiped my cousin blood up off my Nikes

And kept it steppin', my Ls ain't losses, bitch, I get my lessons
'Fore a nigga get up off this shit
Randy Moss this shit, gotta catch my blessings
Fuck the police, bitch
Every time they caught me, caught me with my weapon
Young Kane spit the coldest shit, that COVID shit, it ain't no testin'

Now I lay me down to sleep, pray the Lord this dope I keep
Fifteenth in Virginia, get your issue when you over east
Pulled up in my twist-start
Do a show, it's like I stole the key
Seen Snow on Tik Tok and I said
"It's over for the streets"

I did a lot of shit that I regret, yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back
But I was tryna just get my respect, uh
I catch the body when I ring this MAC
Lord knows that I'm tryin'
But we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a nigga if my babies is cryin'
I'ma forever stay solid
(Yeah, yeah)