Lyrics

You got a calling Put time on your trac phone The reason you fallin' Cause you ain't gotta back bone You ballin' like Spalding Don't let it go flat bro You do a lot of talkin' That'll get you smacked bro ah! Don't pop that Percocet Have you found your purpose yet? God got a plan for your life and it's not just where church is at Spending your coins to hide your dirt that sound like a laundromat Smile for the scene till the cameras cut off you don't know how to act Eh sit down, let me talk to you What it's a goon to a God if God can beat a Guru Come to interrupt your program ad on the hulu Hell is deep the hill steep but God's grace is beaucoup Listen Satan want to go to war with us Move our bodies through the corridors I knew somе boys on the corners Had a conversation with thе coroner They tried to cross the gates' boarders God told them they were for us If we ain't his sons and daughters Then he's going to mop the whole floor with us You picking up bags like garbage trucks moving through dark You hide behind your Iron every day that's Tony Stark Walking around like superman but we know that it's Clark Before you call yourself a king or Queen check your heart Running out of cash out of gas After Dark Broken Mask, Open Flask After Dark Ain't no loving Ain't no loving after dark Yeah yeah yeah after dark Running out of cash out of gas After Dark Broken Mask, Open Flask After Dark Ain't no loving Ain't no loving after dark After dark yeah yeah yeah Look Alright, You gonna get exposed Tryna Walk this on your own Talk like you ain't got a home Prodigals stay tryna roam I just keep em on they toes When I speak they got to know That Yeah they keep dopest clothes but What's the body to the soul And when them funds dry up that's when you panic Look like Bruce Banner Too man to stand up to your problems Pride will do damage Crew inside the coupe, gettin zooted with the music blaring Yeah but tell me what you finna do when your youth vanish (Ooh) Sit down (sit down) Let me talk to you Go Work up on the craft dawg and I ain't talkin voodoo Cause my God got a purpose and He wants to work it through you But one day you gon have to choose who you gon be true to I got the blueprint (woo) And This that new new (uh) God been chefin up with my mental Renewed noodle (woo) Look, and you ain't got to figure this All out at once just have to start Cause otherwise you gon end up Without a ride when it's after dark (ooh) You picking up bags like garbage trucks moving through dark You hide behind your Iron every day that's Tony Stark Walking around like superman but we know that it's clark Before you call yourself a king or Queen check your heart Running out of cash out of gas After Dark Broken Mask, Open Flask After Dark Ain't no loving Ain't no loving after dark Yeah yeah yeah after dark Running out of cash out of gas After Dark Broken Mask, Open Flask After Dark Ain't no loving Ain't no loving after dark After dark yeah yeah yeah
Writer(s): Lamar Jamal Cicero Riddick, Austin Kamban, Andrew Prim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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