Seen Everything But Jesus (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

Uh, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, woah, oh Yeah, ha Yeah, hahaha, yeah, yeah I felt like singin', nigga, uh I did a lot of shit that I regret, yeah I've done a lot of things I can't take back But I was tryna just get my respect, uh I catch the body when I ring this MAC Lord knows that I'm tryin' But we come up from the bottom Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin' You know that I'm slidin' on a nigga if my babies is cryin' I'ma forever stay solid Look, Lil Lotto got shot, Mikey B got shot Lil Jojo got shot, ChineGun got shot (rest in peace, niggas) I start my verse sayin' they names to show we haven't forgot I'm reminiscin' about my niggas, I miss them a lot (We ain't forgot you niggas) Bismillah, city I'm from get risky a lot Gotta get you a Glock, incase you gotta lick a few shots Flip your pack a few times, stack it, and get you a block Keep your grip on you for niggas tryna get what you got My nigga Sos up in the feds, he been down for like seven We fell out before he left and we never got to address it I still answer every call When he come home, I plan to bless him (real shit) 'Cause we spoke about it like two men and I was corrected That's lil' shit I'm ain't stressin', we still got a connection He was in the feds with West and I'm solid without a question Back then, two of the woes hit that lick for that lil' bread Ain't get them bricks out of that Nigga, they still shot him and fled Police caught 'em both two days later and caught the bitch She ain't know not to take your Cellphone when you hit a lick, look (fuck is you doin'?) I'm from a sturdy block, duckin' them dirty cops Made a fortune with a fork and a dirty pot, I swear I did a lot I did a lot of shit that I regret, yeah I've done a lot of things I can't take back But I was tryna just get my respect, uh I catch the body when I ring this MAC Lord knows that I'm tryin' But we come up from the bottom Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin' You know that I'm slidin' on a nigga if my babies is cryin' I'ma forever stay solid Yeah, I done a lot of shit that I regret Yeah, I bust the strap until it ain't nothin' left I done seen everything but Jesus, I ain't scared of death Yeah, I scraped that Pyrex 'til it ain't nothin' left, yeah, yeah It ain't no competition on this mic, oppositions want my life Mama said I can't be hurt 'cause I'm drippin' in the blood of Christ Set up by my family members, man, sometimes your blood ain't right Couldn't afford new Js, I wiped my cousin blood up off my Nikes And kept it steppin', my Ls ain't losses, bitch, I get my lessons 'Fore a nigga get up off this shit Randy Moss this shit, gotta catch my blessings Fuck the police, bitch Every time they caught me, caught me with my weapon Young Kane spit the coldest shit, that COVID shit, it ain't no testin' Now I lay me down to sleep, pray the Lord this dope I keep Fifteenth in Virginia, get your issue when you over east Pulled up in my twist-start Do a show, it's like I stole the key Seen Snow on Tik Tok and I said "It's over for the streets" I did a lot of shit that I regret, yeah I've done a lot of things I can't take back But I was tryna just get my respect, uh I catch the body when I ring this MAC Lord knows that I'm tryin' But we come up from the bottom Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin' You know that I'm slidin' on a nigga if my babies is cryin' I'ma forever stay solid (Yeah, yeah)