DONT DO THAT

I'm at the alter for our father
But my father stepped out
No disrespect
He jus had to do his one two step
So I'm like dad
Is it cash
In dat all blue bag
He said yeah son but don't do dat
You kno We keep it low

I'm at the alter for our father
But my father stepped out
No disrespect
He jus had to do his one two step
So I'm like dad
Is it cash
In dat all blue bag
He said yeah son but don't do dat
You kno We keep it low

He say son listen
We don't waste bread and
We don't take bread
From them bakers
Less we finna make bread off it
We ask for forgiveness
Cuz a sinner still godly
So Experience losses
And report them bitches proudly!

Father I have sinned
I left her and fucked her friend
N I'm sorry for the cussin
But that come wit revenge
Me n shorty hit a armrest
Onna Benz in a driveway
Warmin up on a Tuesday
Cuz it be cold in Chicago
I sold trees for the homeys
Wit my cd as a package
And I know weed isn't illegal
But money don't come from magic
I don't know why nothin scare me
Adapted instead of lackin
We gon live in the lines
N black on the alabaster

Crack the head of a pastor
Touchin boys cuz he has
A direct line to the savior
U ruined church for me bastard
The congregations embarassed
My granny said she can manage it
Pray to her if I have to
And she'll deal wit my morality nigga

I'm at the alter for our father
But my father stepped out
No disrespect
He jus had to do his one two step
So I'm like dad
Is it cash
In dat all blue bag
He said yeah son but don't do dat
You kno We keep it low

I'm at the alter for our father
But my father stepped out
No disrespect
He jus had to do his one two step
So I'm like dad
Is it cash
In dat all blue bag
He said yeah son but don't do dat
You kno We keep it low

I saw control different
I rolled different
I chose shit
I could double in value
As long as they nosy
I trolled niggas
For pickin my old women
I chased money
Cuz all da Religious niggas
Was broken than me
So I stepped out to make a calls
Cuz ain't shit for da free
My relationship with the lord
Was all da work that u see
Foot on gas
School wasn't even worth the degree
I just needed a couple lessons
On the shit I would see

But they would never have to teach
A lotta revenue streams
We got dreams
Bigger than screens
That they used on our seeds
To have a sense of control
They cud control when we leave
They feed em they favorite rapper
That's gon link em wit lean
They cud feed us
All the statistics
So we thinking that we
Need a once in a lifetime shot
And college degree
But I can decree
U ain't never gotta take the disease
Or the vaccine
I must got dem angels walkin wit me
Cuz I'm gone

I'm at the alter for our father
But my father stepped out
No disrespect
He jus had to do his one two step
So I'm like dad
Is it cash
In dat all blue bag
He said yeah son but don't do dat
You kno We keep it low

I'm at the alter for our father
But my father stepped out
No disrespect
He jus had to do his one two step
So I'm like dad
Is it cash
In dat all blue bag
He said yeah son but don't do dat
You kno We keep it low



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Writer(s): Iman.
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