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Semi on the couch, 3 bullets up in the cartridge Four runnin the house hopefully God can vouch for us We outlaws Dropped out of school so momma trusting the lord with some Ralph on Identity crisis when the Trice's divorced So the enemy's trifling like my pop, no remorse I outsource Get the illest nigga on the block who will bust off a shot for him Find a little spot, some hood home Eighteen now, niggas getting they thug on Gotta get this paper nigga's getting they drug on Haters see us caking know they gettin' they mug on Homie losing focus, he don't wanna traffic He pullin' pistols out on nigga's up in traffic Jumpin' in they classic,s fucking with the maggots Got us looking hot, you know that end up being tragic Tell a boy stop, I ain't got the audacity I just wanna cop, he furious passing me Know the streets watch but him nigga's is tagging me Say you see O? That's for the car jackin' me Know I keep the mac on me Living out here carelessly Ended up burying I'm listening to the pastor preach Now I face [?] earth askin' what it's worth My sons in the dirt, my nigga got me in the church SongtexteThinking I'll fuck around catch 5 I'm up here in the church Reading Psalm 4 through 5 Homie got me in the church Look in the box he ain't alive He got me in the church I'm in the church Church Mommy outta high school, voided her college scholarship She want higher knowledge afford, that mean she gotta strip Round this bitch, taintin' her little purity All she banking on is Cartier's and some jewelry Winning at the poles, hoes, see her body tough No ass shots, mommy just give Pilates up Why they wanna body her, just for tryna make a buck The Devil done embodied her, now she don't give a fuck Ain't about college now it's about a dollar She turnt up, hottest in the city, most popular Ballers want a shot at her, fly her out do shots with her Non-stop shopping for the number one ass dropper Devil got binoculars, homie got a wife he's stalking her through metropolis Tryna get the drop on her but, she ain't contacted Joy from Cheaters [?] with them heaters Put her fucking cleavage beneath us Make her family grieve know the streets is devious Birth name Eve, better known for her apple Them nigga's blew tree then filled her up with ammo Turned her in the trunk she was missing for weeks Made her an example for nigga's to cheat Shorty was my peeps man may she rest in piece fam Obituary in here, let's take a seat She got me in the Church Thinking I'll fuck around catch 5 I'm up here in the church Reading Psalm 4 through 5 She got me in the church Look in the box she ain't alive She got me in the church I'm in the church Church We ain't in the queue less there's a body to view Old folks say nigga's irresponsible If he ain't at the alter meeting our father Most nigga's say why bother Unless it's life altering, then we need Bishop [?] Show us an see something different Lost so many friends it's religious They in a penitentiary that's 72 inches beneath Believe in the creator but Sunday's we gettin' paper Funny how money come up before nigga's save ya Some don't come up, sending out prayers Ain't trying to preach just speaking on our behavior Being in the church that's somebody close hurt Spirit leave the earth put his shell in the dirt Shells scattered all over the turf First 48 investigation's a blur How that look as a murderer up in the church Sitting next to the nigga mother I done murked Demons get to working, palms get to sweating and Heaven's looking far fetched fuck what the reverend say Me I'm just praying man that I keep a steady hand When them Devil's is ready to start spraying Take me off the lamb, RIP my brand So my fans and family can see me land Right up in the church Thinking I'll fuck around catch 5 I'm up here in the church They reading Psalm 1 through 5 Nigga got me in the church Look in the box I ain't alive I'm up here in the church I'm in the church Church Aus Songtexte Mania