Testimony

Envyion on the mix, Envyion on the mix Backend, da-da-da, da-da-da Every night before I go to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep Every morning when I wake up, I give him thanks I see the day Never turn his back on me, that's more then you say Won't let you take this shit from me, I take this shit out to my grave Christian crosses on my neck, I'm a dog just like a pit That's why this lil' bitch gettin' wet She a poodle for the noodle, call this lil' bitch food 4 less She know Bckend, do it the best I'm with T4 fried as hell, we tweakin' in the yo Stuart Little, he a mouse, he tattle-tale, you let him go I know all these bitches come and go, can't fall in love with no hoe Spend these racks, yeah, that's for sure I think about all the times I was broke Want a bitch that look like Latto, I might f*ck her to the floor Know I'm cool with all the Arabs, we got guns up in the store Man, you niggas ain't no artists, you be payin' for promo In the party, rollin', bustin' like I'm off a 4Loko, they say they want some party music, tell her go and touch her toe I like my bitches brown skin, ass fat like cocoa Treat this shit just like your birthday, tell her gone and strike a pose Say she caught lil Bckend cheatin', told that lil' bitch "no-no" But she always comin' back, I treat her like a yo-yo Can't do no strings attached, but I'm still gon' make her cream like froyo I'm a hot boy, tell a bitch don't call my phone like Mike Jones 3-0-0-4, I will never wife a whore You see, I'm never satisfied because I'm always wantin' more He got injured, talkin' bout buckets, tell his ass to check the score He got hit with 13 shots and switch the team like Paul George Catch him, get off any scene, you hear that tiger engine roar Trigger finger, keep on twitchin', tap that bitch until it's sore Christian crosses on my neck, I'm a dog just like a pit That's why this lil' bitch gettin' wet, she a poodle for the noodle In that pool, I cause a wreck, she know Bckend do it the best I'm with NSG, we fried as hell, we tweakin' in the YO Stuart Little, he a mouse, he tattle-tale, you let him go I know all these bitches come and go, can't fall in love with no hoe Spend these racks, yeah, that's for sure, I think bout all the times I was broke Want a bitch that look like Latto, I might f*ck her to the floor We spin that bitch from all ways, makin' plays in hallways All on the block, you niggas like roaches, I spray the K just like it's Raid Gettin' that jam and you can't talk, stay makin' faces like charades I tell my bro, let me out and walk and turn them dreads to a taper fade Ex-bitch hate to see me up, she mad as hell, I made a way Her new nigga wanna be me, I just think lil foenem really gay Why them people call me crazy, I fear God just like I'm Ye Just a nigga with some attitude, I feel just like O'Shea NSG don't give a f*ck bout dude, his shit ain't get no plays She say I'm acting kinda rude, I f*ck her good, but she ain't my bae I know my life gon' change in Malibu, ain't talkin' Chevrolet I love Supreme, I like expensive shoes, like off-white or some Bape Watch how these bitches try to get at you, soon as you show them pape They know I'm Bckend everything I do, at least a second late Pop out a G30, bro, got a Mac, we shoot just like we Steph and Klay Call me speed racer, ain't stoppin' at no lights, we all through lake If you leave it up to me, say f*ck the cars, clothes and fame Everybody criticizing, scared to come from out they lane I know that stick, gone show em magic, disappear like David Blaine When I got rich, addictive habits, always runnin' through my brain I try to give them real feels, but they just treat me like I'm fake And I can't even sign a deal, cause all them lies be for the snakes You don't know the life we live, at 12 years old, ran from the Jakes So I bow my head inside the pew, whenever they ask if I'm okay Every night before I go to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep Every morning when I wake, I give him thanks, I see the day He ain't never turn his back on me, that's more than you could say Won't let you take this shit from me, I take this shit down to my grave My nephew asked me what I want, I said, I'm tryna pave the way Heavyweight world champ, if you need light, then I'm the lamp Your closest friends gon' turn to fans, Do not mistake me for the way I am It seems I always give a f*ck, when don't nobody give a damn Christian crosses on my neck, I'm a dog just like a pit That's why this lil' bitch gettin' wet, she a poodle for the noodle Call this lil' bitch food 4 less, she know Bckend do it the best I'm with T-4 fried as hell, we tweakin' in the yo Stuart Little, he a mouse, he tattletale you let him go I know all these bitches come and go, can't fall in love with no hoe Spend these racks, yeah, that's for sure, I think about all the times I was broke Want a bitch that look like Lotto, I might f*ck her to the floor I might f*ck her to the floor If you play with NSG, or all my brothers, den you toast You know how that shit go You know how that shit go Aight, come on, let's go