The Sermon
Yea I got this shit man
Mane
Look
I took a soul from a dead man
I fed niggas with my right and fucking left hand
They bit em off and life really looking like a dead end
I'm kinda lost and really been drinking heavy for my dead friends
Damn
I been praying for my partners
These bitches watching my pockets
No need to feel like a target
Cause niggas gone die regardless
In this matrix of karma
These niggas be build like charming
Don't cross me you'll meet your torment, uh
(What I try to tell you, What I try to tell you? In this country you gotta make the money First, then when you get the money, you get the power, then when you get the power Then you Get the women)
Look and im stone cold with the stunting shit
Swag walk, trash talking, and I'll probably stomp a bitch
Ignorant as fuck and I'm all about a Benjamin
I be off the earth that boy probably off a pill again
Niggas hating on me cause they bitches love my penmanship
Or it could be just because I'm probably in her ribs again
I got plenty women mane I damn near could be pimping em
Ice box where my heart at shawty I ain't got no feelings bitch
And I'm on go when the cash call
Nigga catch a left hook like a fast ball
Ain't worried bout you ancient niggas cause I'm past y'all
You niggas trash dawg
Bitch ass niggas man
Old ass niggas man
Mane
Look
I took a soul from a dead man
I fed niggas with my right and fucking left hand
They bit em off and life really looking like a dead end
I'm kinda lost and really been drinking heavy for my dead friends
Damn
I been praying for my partners
These bitches watching my pockets
No need to feel like a target
Cause niggas gone die regardless
In this matrix of karma
These niggas be build like charming
Don't cross me you'll meet your torment, uh
(What I try to tell you, What I try to tell you? In this country you gotta make the money First, then when you get the money, you get the power, then when you get the power Then you Get the women)
Look and im stone cold with the stunting shit
Swag walk, trash talking, and I'll probably stomp a bitch
Ignorant as fuck and I'm all about a Benjamin
I be off the earth that boy probably off a pill again
Niggas hating on me cause they bitches love my penmanship
Or it could be just because I'm probably in her ribs again
I got plenty women mane I damn near could be pimping em
Ice box where my heart at shawty I ain't got no feelings bitch
And I'm on go when the cash call
Nigga catch a left hook like a fast ball
Ain't worried bout you ancient niggas cause I'm past y'all
You niggas trash dawg
Bitch ass niggas man
Old ass niggas man
Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Wells
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