Last Supper

I could name 12 real homies
You my brother, you my cousin, you my shorty
You my dawg, you my patna, you my ace
Low key taught me everything you gone always be my OG
You my fam, you my relli that's fasholly
You my sister, you my killer, you my soldier
I would die for you all and you know it
Break some bread let me holler at my Brody's
Aye

I recall you being down needed help
I gave you my keys and I told you help yourself
Every other week day job sending dough
Split it with the team cause you reap what you sow
Aye
I remember you was out here doing dirt
I didn't abandon you because I understood yo hurt
Count on me for prayer, God sanitize his soul
I hope you reciprocate it cause I'm needing it the most as I
Stroll through the valley of the shadow
Meditative state of mind praying for the shackled
Relaying messages the horns boutta blow
The war boutta go cause the Lord boutta show
I warn all the bros only do it if it's holy
I do it cause I'm suppose to, I do it for His glory
I do it for my peoples testimonies
Cheers to my allegory, aye

Another cheer for my homies
You my brother, you my cousin, you my shorty
You my dawg, you my patna, you my ace
Low key taught me everything you gone always be my OG
You my fam, you my relli that's fasholly
You my sister, you my killer, you my soldier
I would die for you all and you know it
But I wonder who gone turn they back on me
Woah

Are you Conflicted?
Can you feel the spirit of conviction?
Are you pessimistic?
Painting negative descriptions when I show my back
You sliding with opposition? You fasho a rat
Do you believe my generosity is genuine?
Or do you be watching blessings I manifest, while envious?
When the Lord vessel through me, do you question it?
Waiting for the moment I stumble, so you can cherish it
Do you be fake showing teeth and despise me?
Heart filled with grief when you deny me, it's likely
That one of y'all gone do me filthy
That's the sad reality of human history
Really, feel me
Are you a disciple, disciplined walking with me? Or
Would you get malicious if the slopes get slippery?
Safe to say not everyone discerns what truth is
If we all Jesus in our story, better find yo Judas, huh
I peeped you out, wear it if the shoe fits
Pops already told me bout you cause he noticed loose lips plus you doubt me
I could walk on water and you'd still talk about me
Down playing seeds I planted when they sprouted, you a coward
But I love you tho
I forgave when I invited you to supper bro
So regardless where yo heart is imma hold you close
And when my blood shed stop I'll be your Holy Ghost
Woah
Toast

Here's a toast for my homies
You my brother, you my cousin, you my shorty
You my dawg, you my patna, you my ace
Low key taught me everything you gone always be my OG
You my fam, you my relli that's fasholly
You my sister, you my killer, you my soldier
I would die for you all in a moment
But I know who gone turn they back on me
Last supper