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your regrets and face the evils Surround yourself by strong people and leave the feeble If you scared go to church pray at uh steeple Ain't got no time
on waves Ain't nothing I bring but I really been saved Pull up in a Nissan, it feel like a Wraith J's unlaced, I just walk by faith I gave it time,
the mines in the sky Tryna blow me out from high range Time flies by, by now I thought I would be as high As the International Space Station Still I rise
a mighty wind Laying prostrate at your thrown We invite you in Cuz of the cross no longer stifled By the plight of sin You conquered death hell and The grave
me I'm clean like a tooth be Swerving in lanes I'm high tryna get by Way too high so I be shy I don't wanna be that guy but I be fly Always buzzed so
cut by blades Better be afraid, it's a double J raid.
within Payments on first paid the 20th Gave us a church roof caving in Late going to work wage wagering Ace in the shirt pace pushing shit J's getting torn
animated like a cartoon Beat him up so bad he needs to be fed by a spoon Squirt all over him like we playing Splatoon Every opp's bitch show me love There's
Check In the mob its a code if you want a stamp You a opp if you pose for the Fed cameras Ain`t no church in the wild just a buncha animals
4/4 Still a popular form Quadruped like a horse Galloping thru Missouri's geological warps Tall grasses and short, stamped flat by the force
Alright, before we get it started Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon' Was written by
Alright, before we get it started Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon' Was written by
haters, like the KKK with cha See you bitch, I'ma banger, Nobody in the ?? roll deep Like Tennesee, like in school or church Talk shit, I'm straight
capital P Lemme cut ya toenail back for ya Wassup, my cuddie? You go J-Digg Man, it's the water, it's the water (church) And I'm the Mac Minister
the dirt, too demonic for the church I body any and everybody until the day they put my body in the earth This is ghetto gossip while I work Live from
you don't even read the Bible? And wheDn the day of judgment comes you are dead on arrival Hate to break it to you Jesus doesn't know you by your man
the Earth’ left by my speech Left the underground exposed, but my heroes ain’t just J. Medeiros But you wanna see me burn Drake by the stake, nah I’m straight
now Baba ma j'en sina laye mi Ma j'en sina laye I'm grateful for the pace and the stage I climb No make me follow bitches wey go waste my time I still
I don't feel clean, but a nigga so paid Got the clean white tee with them fresh Air J's I ain't got the charger, I got my bitch Escalade Sippin'
Jagged and jaded Been had the status you cravin J to the face and I'm faded On the highway and I'm racin Straight contemplating; till I gain what I
the black party spikes on church socks Black Sea roley and that b**** don't tick-tock J-mass known around my city as a big shot Double a 12 I got shells for
show you what that work do I was fucking on the preacher's daughter Pray to God, Pimping hard in my church shoes We was thugging all night with no
commotion roll the J and spark it Dopamine Think I'm losing focus crush a pill and snort it Dopamine Party never over gotta keep it going Dopamine She be
mother-fucker Kill 'em J Comin' back in and this is for the people Who love unity, naw not church, not a steeple The one's who put out with not one expectation
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