Christ Consciousness (9Lives)
Phew
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
600 Maybach Benz Music Bitch
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Whoooah
Yeah
Got a watch a Rolex AP that's why niggas hate me
They wanna try me?
Ooh, they be faking
These niggas synthetic trust me
Trust me
I know they wanna buss me
I just want ya bitch to ugh me
She wanna fuck me
Ooh I know I look good but shit get ugly
Shit get bad
They don't want no drama
They don't want it
Mary J Blige
They don't want no action
But they getting it
I stay in it
I gotta get it
Ha seven days of the God damn week
I need to get paid my shit is not cheap
I be staying up I cannot sleep
25 goons we came in this bitch and we deep
Yeah
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Whoooah
Yeah
Got a watch a Rolex AP that's why niggas hate me
They wanna try me?
Ooh, they be faking
These niggas synthetic trust me
Trust me
Tried to kill me like Osiris they dismembered me
But I came back
Then I came back
Came back again
Came back again
Woah
Hoo
Yeah
Ya boy gone reincarnate again
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Niggas gone hate my twin
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm gone skate in my benz
Yeah yeah yeah
Windows up with the black tints
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's the black man
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got the
I got the shit with me too
Outside of my brain
I'll shoot this bitch up like i'm Tory Lanez
Yeah I'm striking em out not bowling on lanes
Going insane
I'm going insane where is my brain?
The path they on
The path they on I would change
Like hourglass
Time is ticking seasons change
Running shit up
NYSE exchange
Yeah these niggas gone change
Just like my hoes
They on the gram
Whole trap is exposed
What do ya know?
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
I can't
I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Good gelato gas burning down
Niggas talk that shit running down
Mama got them tears running down
T-shirt shop printing em now
Damn
They getting 'em out
If I was you I would stay in the house
Whoo
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Whoooah
Yeah
Got a watch a Rolex AP that's why niggas hate me
They wanna try me?
Ooh, they be faking
These niggas synthetic trust me
Trust me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
600 Maybach Benz Music Bitch
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Whoooah
Yeah
Got a watch a Rolex AP that's why niggas hate me
They wanna try me?
Ooh, they be faking
These niggas synthetic trust me
Trust me
I know they wanna buss me
I just want ya bitch to ugh me
She wanna fuck me
Ooh I know I look good but shit get ugly
Shit get bad
They don't want no drama
They don't want it
Mary J Blige
They don't want no action
But they getting it
I stay in it
I gotta get it
Ha seven days of the God damn week
I need to get paid my shit is not cheap
I be staying up I cannot sleep
25 goons we came in this bitch and we deep
Yeah
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Whoooah
Yeah
Got a watch a Rolex AP that's why niggas hate me
They wanna try me?
Ooh, they be faking
These niggas synthetic trust me
Trust me
Tried to kill me like Osiris they dismembered me
But I came back
Then I came back
Came back again
Came back again
Woah
Hoo
Yeah
Ya boy gone reincarnate again
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Niggas gone hate my twin
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm gone skate in my benz
Yeah yeah yeah
Windows up with the black tints
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's the black man
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got the
I got the shit with me too
Outside of my brain
I'll shoot this bitch up like i'm Tory Lanez
Yeah I'm striking em out not bowling on lanes
Going insane
I'm going insane where is my brain?
The path they on
The path they on I would change
Like hourglass
Time is ticking seasons change
Running shit up
NYSE exchange
Yeah these niggas gone change
Just like my hoes
They on the gram
Whole trap is exposed
What do ya know?
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
I can't
I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Good gelato gas burning down
Niggas talk that shit running down
Mama got them tears running down
T-shirt shop printing em now
Damn
They getting 'em out
If I was you I would stay in the house
Whoo
Ooh, I see they back on the wall
Push em back on the wall aye
I'm standing with my back on the wall
Ooh I can't keep my back turned to y'all
Whoooah
Yeah
Got a watch a Rolex AP that's why niggas hate me
They wanna try me?
Ooh, they be faking
These niggas synthetic trust me
Trust me
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