The Minister
Rewind my bars and listen again
Lately I been talkin to god more than visiting friends
I been wondering will my misery end
And even though im the minster I can't help but to be living in sin
Thought that everybody was a hunnid when I was a youngin'
Didn't take too long to learn that all these motherfuckers frontin'
Niggas bet not ask for shit from me cause I ain't get shit from you
And how you broke but out here sitting round like it ain't shit to do
I ain't choose this life this life chose me
So unexpected
Cocaine in my DNA syrup in my genetics
I just bought a rottweiler just to match with my aesthetic
Call her stress cause that bitch'll probably kill me if I let it
It's the drug trade enterprise real life conglomerate
So fuck you and fuck them niggas you be running with
I'm praying for a hundred bricks hundred days hundred nights
Hundred K's hundred thousand P's on a hundred flights
Yo clique full of crash dummies
We the getting money type
Worried bout a bitch and you ain't even got your money right
Mind your own business maybe you can learn to run it right
Still pull up in a limousine to the plug tonight
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
I got tired trying to teach to niggas they ain't wanna listen
Tried to preach but niggas act like they ain't wanna pay attention
What the fuck be wrong with 'em
Let my dogs pick a bone with 'em
Fuck a rapper fuck a video and fuck a song with 'em
I just looked up at my wrist bitch
And I got time today
Off a x pill finna fly away
And you can smell the gas from a mile away
At the hood spot finna buy a plate
Or at Ruth Chris lemme try the steak
My trap rolling like Kid Cudi got clientele coming night & day
I sip codeine syrup baby that's my cup of tea
Fuck with me you gone see more Clipse than Pusha T
Dreads swinging Booker T
Golds in my mouth with some crooked teeth
Bitch wanna link it's a booking fee
Must be deaf or blind if you ain't hearing me or seeing me
Cause I assisted more niggas in the game than CP3
Tryna see how many hoes can fit up in this BnB
Woulda bought some bows if I hit up on the PPP
(Everybody faking on me slick hating on me)
I'm on the way to the top nobody waiting on me
I don't know if it's the lord or if it's satan on me
You can physically see the toll that it's been taking on me
(I'm screaming fuck all of yall all of yall)
Everyday I feel like I shouldn't answer nobody call
Don't nobody need nobody mane
Like playa fly
So imma be this way until the day I die
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
Lately I been talkin to god more than visiting friends
I been wondering will my misery end
And even though im the minster I can't help but to be living in sin
Thought that everybody was a hunnid when I was a youngin'
Didn't take too long to learn that all these motherfuckers frontin'
Niggas bet not ask for shit from me cause I ain't get shit from you
And how you broke but out here sitting round like it ain't shit to do
I ain't choose this life this life chose me
So unexpected
Cocaine in my DNA syrup in my genetics
I just bought a rottweiler just to match with my aesthetic
Call her stress cause that bitch'll probably kill me if I let it
It's the drug trade enterprise real life conglomerate
So fuck you and fuck them niggas you be running with
I'm praying for a hundred bricks hundred days hundred nights
Hundred K's hundred thousand P's on a hundred flights
Yo clique full of crash dummies
We the getting money type
Worried bout a bitch and you ain't even got your money right
Mind your own business maybe you can learn to run it right
Still pull up in a limousine to the plug tonight
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
I got tired trying to teach to niggas they ain't wanna listen
Tried to preach but niggas act like they ain't wanna pay attention
What the fuck be wrong with 'em
Let my dogs pick a bone with 'em
Fuck a rapper fuck a video and fuck a song with 'em
I just looked up at my wrist bitch
And I got time today
Off a x pill finna fly away
And you can smell the gas from a mile away
At the hood spot finna buy a plate
Or at Ruth Chris lemme try the steak
My trap rolling like Kid Cudi got clientele coming night & day
I sip codeine syrup baby that's my cup of tea
Fuck with me you gone see more Clipse than Pusha T
Dreads swinging Booker T
Golds in my mouth with some crooked teeth
Bitch wanna link it's a booking fee
Must be deaf or blind if you ain't hearing me or seeing me
Cause I assisted more niggas in the game than CP3
Tryna see how many hoes can fit up in this BnB
Woulda bought some bows if I hit up on the PPP
(Everybody faking on me slick hating on me)
I'm on the way to the top nobody waiting on me
I don't know if it's the lord or if it's satan on me
You can physically see the toll that it's been taking on me
(I'm screaming fuck all of yall all of yall)
Everyday I feel like I shouldn't answer nobody call
Don't nobody need nobody mane
Like playa fly
So imma be this way until the day I die
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
Time and time tried to teach these niggas
(But they ain't listen)
When the minister be preaching nigga
(Better pay attention)
Better off not asking shit from me
(You assed out)
Take a look up at me now bitch
(I done cashed out)
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Writer(s): Jemario Dye
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