Not a Cult.

Riding through the city on a mission Its the summer momma warned us never listened Sweeter the juice the blacker the fruit Its forbidden little weapon Its a blessing not a cult this a religion Dancing with the evil finally learned to keep the rhythm Hoodie keep me hidden for that head to head collision Dickies for my pants and my nikes for the jam Where we see them boys who dissing so you know we going ham These my niggas and they always down to ride Play the villain or the victim you decide When you ain't got no choice to run or hide You was making all that noise so I dont mind To hit you where the sun dont shine And then again Hit you with it one more time and then we dip Running down the strip now we gotta catch a train Hopping over turnstiles we was crying in the rain Why nobody ever listen I just pray the lord forgive them Only loyal to my niggas Why they love to treat us different Why nobody ever listen Say we always look suspicious We put fear in everybody Guess we always be the villains We can never be the victims even when we be the victims They paint us as the villains I guess we never listen Lord give us light straight through the night Baby I'm a mad man Right hand on the bible Got a in my left hand I been fighting back I dont want to be a sad man Coming where i'm from if you push me i'mma a savage Baby I'm a mad man Right hand on the bible Got a in my left hand I been fighting back I dont want to be a sad man Coming where i'm from if you push me i'mma a savage Savage Savage I was lost Out of bounds With the stars Through the clouds All along on this road i'm alone thats for sure Got my hands to the sky as i pray through the war I can do better Let me do better Lord I can do better I can do better Finna do better Trust it gets better I can do better I can do better I'mma do better I can do better I can do better Let me do better Lord give us light straight through the night Baby I'm a mad man