Lyrics:
a man rob God an often sin
Come off them tithes
Reach in the pockets
Come off them tithes
If you made a profit
Come off them tithes
Reach in
to home
Home stone
Home stone
Giving living life to all that we know
Will this become our tomb
Burn your tithe
Crack open the sky
Stare into the night
Boys kickin back layin in the shade
Aint nobody trippin cuz the tithes already paid
Boys kickin back layin in the shade
Boys kickin back layin in
out the hood
Drug money paying church tithes
Drug money paying church tithes
Drug money paying church tithes
Drug money paying church tithes
Drug
to return?'
"Will a mere mortal rob God? Yet you rob me anyways.
"But you ask, 'How are we robbing you?'
"In tithes and offerings. You are under a curse..
a starlight
You already know am the spotlight
You heard me right
Go pay your tithe
My lady just turn and dance Awor
On a low we come through like a kite
ice
I need a white diamond what's the price
Using my white diamonds
To pay the tithes
I need a white diamond
In my life
I need some white diamonds
On my
No slacker
Certified mic snapper
Mayfield on the beat
And this bitch a slapper
I just paid my tithes
They think God a trapper
Hearing all the lies
dey send me
Steady now me working hard, lord
One day me self go tour, lord
You dey act like you nor send
So I pay tithe
Thank God say me I pay tithe
I
tongues e dey work
Even my tithe and offering e dey work
The name of Jesus in my mouth e dey work
E dey work e dey work e dey work
You say e dey work e dey
Thank you
Fmg music Oh yeah
Paramanchi
I don pay my tithe
I don pay my dues oo
I don pay my tithe
I don pay in full oo
I’m not here to play
I
I dun comot from wayward life, I dun align with God
I dun dey pay my tithe sharp, I dun dey stay for church
I dun dey get my piece of mind, pastor
Put your hands to work
Pay your tithe
Be a giver
Be expectant
No negative confession
Love God with all your heart
Do all these
And His riches
the lies
And the fickle apologies
Niggaz want tithes
Like they wrote Dueteronomy
I'm the true god
With the crown
That they following
Rappers hate King
But
then I gotta go
I'mma run this shit up like they payin' they tithes up
Young God on the rise up
Feelin' like the new Kaiser
New wave new tide
Aye
New
a harvest outta paying tithes
We paid a price to be the men that stand before your eyes
I was Dr. Jeckel, made a rival call him Mr. Hyde
Twisted like
to you it wasn't easy
I spoke to God and now is time to count his blessings
cause I don pay my tithes
I'm just living life
Why these bad belly people di
open you can stay a while
Preacher won’t let you in cuz you ain’t pay your tithe
Now all alone you gotta walk a mile
Mmmm mmmm mmmm
Momma told me if you
I'll pay your tithes
Make your mind
Make your mind
You know most days I be tryna make it right
You know worst case I'll be drownin' in my pride
We know
Primeval
The tithe so vile
You are so tired
The cause unwinds
Realize
That you wanted to be found
We all need that one to keep us down
Catch a vibe ay
Wacha mambang'a wapite alafu ulight
She really a 10, she really be looking like tithe ay
Hii drip imeweza nikama I got baptised ay
Back then, back then
When I begin
Back when, no friends
Cold eyes, frozen
No tithes, no mends
Closed mind, closed hands
Oh my, oh man
Now I'm golden
What a waste of worship laid
At your feet I prayed
Betrayed
Paid tithes made a temple of your name
Damn shame
I'm not the only one at your altar
What
talk
When them say make you talk
Driver á di eh chelé conductor
Doctor á di à gwọ á jó mmụọ
Pastor á di à kwuo Tax
Mana members na kwuo tithe
Driver
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