Guns & Butter (feat. Rina & Cassandra Vasquez)

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David Diaz Jr.

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The homie asked me if I think we got ten more years
I don't even know my raps show the tracks of my tears
I got a tattoo of a skull smoking a cig
That's not wanting to live fool that's what it is
Homie said that getting high is just a counterfeit
When I hear the beat and write all I do is vent
So they always ask me who I'm talking bout when I write
Who that line about all I do is sell myself out
If you flip through my Bible you might see your name in it
Every name I pray for I got a memory for
We go back like in my room E and J sipping
My parents caught us cause I stumbled walking out the door
Walk the tracks spitting double F finger twisting
Going half on a dub sack argue about who
Gonna roll that but it's all cool
We was trying to get the money by doing what we do
Like if we hustle hard homie we can get it too
But I ain't stay the same peep the game from new views
Rappers got ice and they got a lot of clout
Got a brand new car but you still ain't bought a house fool
Guns and butter homie tell me if I'm tripping
These rappers chains so heavy think I could hang them with it
That's kind of graphic hopefully I'll be forgiven
Going through a quiet storm looking like I'm chilling
I'll be there Sunday I'll act like it's nothing
I'm so troubled so I can't even judge them
The ones hustling at night sleeping when it's sunny
Coming home with brown paper bag money
What can I say I'm just another sinner
Only God can judge them only God can forgive them
What can I say I'm just another sinner
Only God can judge them only God can forgive them

I'm used to my tears
Trying to see you clear
All these flaws I have
They can't hold me back
From the cross and your love
Take me back where I was
Don't ever give up on me
Oh no no no

I want everything I say to be meaningful
I'm far from bragging in my raps cause I don't feel like that
Battling stress on the low when you see me fool
Running this faith marathon trying not to crash
Should I be miserable doing what I got to do
Not knowing where I'm going sliding off the track
Already too distant to stretch out my hand
No more making up answers if I don't have them
False hope is worse than lies covered with glamour
Spiritually drained surviving the famine
Compromise laying in bed with passion
Still looking up to heaven praying for manna
Crying out through these lyrics I think of while I travel
Ain't trying to show it though so I'm mean mugging through traffic
Emptiness looks like hatred when it's unraveled
Even body language lies and calls for detachment

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