20 Karat Jesus

Yeah, kane Yeah Yeah, yeah My ambitions as a rider nigga Survival off that powder nigga Currently smoking that kill in the hills Where you can't find a nigga Crack cocaine, microwave Dinner was on that timer of nigga No sleep, bags under my eyes is designer nigga Blinded and misguided nigga Heavenly Father take the wheel I'm on the inner state with some guerrilla weight Shit can get me like two hundred years Thug in the pen, I need forgiveness I'm living like every decision a sin I know my niggas don't want me to win Jealousy, chopping off all of my friends I ride with that white white just Like fight night we be weighin' in VVS my pieces, 20 karats Jesus say amen Tricked off on my new bitch She was half black and Malaysian yeah Spent my last 200 thou' on a bird and a Mercedes Benz My dogg used to pull up in a 99 GS 300 fresh up on the Highway with the higher power how you wan' it? First these hoes ain't wan't it now they only here to Michael Jones it Mama say you live next door to the death If you live in the moment I-I-I be kickin' shit like Solange in the elevator The goal when you try to kick that dope Stuck on the respirator Got symptoms of withdrawal from the fall when I used to ball I show you how in one summer one nigga could lose it all But now we gotta feel this pain and our friends family don't My celie like to walk around in their sleep I'd rather stay woke I must evoke these are the results of the realest shit that I wrote These hoes gettin' in your wind, burn that ass quick like Galaxy Notes That's why I ride with that white white just Like fight night we be weighin' in VVS my pieces, 20 karats Jesus say amen Tricked off on my new bitch She was half black and Malaysian Spent my last 200 thou' on a bird and a Mercedes Benz My dogg used to pull up in a 99 GS 300 fresh up on the Highway with the higher power how you wan' it? First these hoes ain't wan't it now they only here to Michael Jones it Mama say you live next door to the death If you live in the moment I-I-I be kickin shit just like Rodman did to camera man I peel 100 dope like the poppy seed in Afghanistan I been to drop by nuts but these cabbage hands do damage nigga Rips from the clip leave you stiff Mannequin challenge nigga Me and my chips with drip boy ain't no play play 'bout that Frito-Lay Tryed to give me ten, I beat a case so it's gon' be okay Fresh up on the highway with the higher power, how you want it? Mama say I live next door to the death 'cause I live in the moment Don't live in the moment Don't live in the moment I'll be there in the mornin' Nigga, I'm living in the moment I'll be there in the mornin' I'll be there in the mornin' I'll be there in the mornin' Nigga, I'm living in the moment Yeah Kane baby I drink Holy Water Quarter brick, half a brick, holy shit, whole shit Scar across my face, strap on my shoulder on some Tony shit Taught myself the streets, you know my pop ain't never taught me shit 'Cept, "Fuck a friend, you gon' be solo in your coffin bitch" Walkin' home from work my .44 bulldog what I'm walking with Old folks out the church say, "He need Jesus, that boy off a bit" Preacher's daughter said, "I'll let you fuck it, just might cost a bit" Type a shit a nigga been through make you dog a bitch Lost a bitch, married these streets, she prenup you can't divorce her Lyin' from my my cell electrical tape on my tape recorder, sucker shit Don't blow your money, young nigga, pay your lawyer Niggas is wrapped in electrical tape They walking tape recorders, yeah Yeah, bitch your first motherfucing mixtape was a snitch tape You ain't think I knew that shit though I know though Quarter brick, half a brick, holy shit, whole shit Drove on 65, brought 65, I sold the whole shit Popo searched my cutlass on the road, I got my own shit Boy you know the rules, they pick you up, don't call my phone bitch Boy you know the rules that shit don't jump unless you sold it down S.W.A.T Team break, they cut the water off, can't flush the toilet down 454 my motor down, got green, got dough, got yola now They playin', they suffer exposure now This rapper shit just for the posers now The losers now, all these bitch niggas got videos up with their toolies out Everybody flashing real money, niggas card credit, getting Visa money I don't knock it I just do the dope and blow it I gotta get it, so I gotta see the money Y'all remember peacin' out 28th to get the blunt liquor and a piece of money young nigga Young Nigga Stay smooth, stay solid nigga These niggas'll put your name in everything but a prayer Amen Glory be to God What's happening pimps? It is I the alpha and omega, the original righteous player You know what I'm talking about? It's your boy Jesus, man Yes my nigga Jesus is your homeboy Say it again so I can uh reiterate it, man Your minds not ready and your heart's not open You know what I'm saying? That's what's wrong with you man You doing all that coveting You trying to, you wan't what other niggas got You not even just paying attention to your gift nigga God gave you a gift nigga Pay attention to what he got for you You, other niggas over here Yah he could sell dope real good, that's not your lane my nigga God gave you hands, you a chef my nigga Chef up that boysenberry crème brûlée man