Mountains & Valleys

The pastor told me open my Bible to Deuteronomy
While he demanding money I feel like this dude is robbing me
A difference of opinion It doesn't usually bother me
But if he keeps it up it then hes gone see the goony side of me
Pull up to Bible Study slapping Scooney in a Honda jeep
Knowing good and well that I'm smelling just like a chronic leaf
Everybody praying but deacons are side eyeing me
That's how I know it's time to leave
I hop back inside the jeep
One look was all it took
They discussing Moses and I'm about to go burn a bush
Personally, I believe in my Lord and Savior
But I don't knock niggas that use the Bible for rolling paper
Who am I to judge Shit thats what it is
They don't care abut locusts They will tell you crack is the plague
Left our people dead and it got our brothers packed in the precinct
When it rains it pours
I know a flood when I see it
Hoping that the hood would come up cause things were not okay
But nothing could be resurrected till they rolled that rock away
We just want the extra dust to exit us
So when we exodus and hit the gate we pray that He's accepting us

I'm not an expert on The King James Version
I got on King James sneakers that you ain't never seen in person
The lust of money makes an evil motherfucker
You'll get murdered over Cane I'm just not able to kill my brother
But everybody ain't the same nah
Different principles that we were raised on
Train of thoughts we take on
I ain't the type to tell you I love then put the blade through him
How the fuck you pray for the same person you prey on
The everyday disguise of a fake nigga
Why are we surprised when a snake slithers
I tried to drop some diamonds you could take with you
And I told you to be wise but you hate listening
I tried to keep this brief
I can't waste time with truth
You resent these things
For God so loved the world He made sure I was born in the 316



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Writer(s): Chris Barnett
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