Praise God - Freestyle

Yuhh, uh (uh!)
Yeah (Yeah!)
It's that type of night
Summer weather, hanging with the gang
It's just right (yuh, yuh)
Random friendly fades, it was light
It don't matter about the height
It just matter who you fight
(Who you fight)
Please stop promoting that ass music
That's some trash music
You can't do this
This a new phone, who this?
Who is losing?
I am ruthless
I'm just chilling, I'm just coolin'
You just losing
Yeah, what you think you doing yo?
Hanging at the studio
Who you think you foolin' yo?
Land of LA, gangsters paradise, coolio
(Uh, coolio)
(Whatt, aye aye)

Yuh (yuh!)
Whittier is where I'm from, shoutout to my people
Was going on a different path, I was turning evil
Then I learned the way of God
Now Joseph's coming with a sequel
I could talk about things like a desert Eagle
But I'll never stop praising God
He might not be what you want
But he will always be what you need though
The real G, cleaning sins that were filthy
I know who I will be, the devil cannot thrill me
While you popping pills, we shopping at the hills see
I just went to church today so, praise God bro
(Yeah)



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