Church (feat. JJ Da Jet)

Yea Yea Na we say ouhh yea We stay fresh up out da pool-pit We go and get it out the hood man Collect this money like them churches Say oh lord I say ouhh man Finesse a nigga for like 40 bands Me and my bro's right like virgins And now I got it we not hurting no more I thank god for that lick Cause I know he's watching me I could be locking up in prison But I'm spazzing on this beat Amari gators on my feet Cartier so I can see OG told me slow my roll and be all that I can be Catch the Holy Ghost at shows Look how god be blessing me Now I really get this dough I can take care of my seeds So please don't get me wrong Geno still be with the shits I play it Smoov play my roll Cause kids be watching me Na we say ouhh yea We stay fresh up out da pool-pit We go and get it out the hood man Collect this money like them churches Say oh lord Can somebody say Aman I bless you if you shop wit me Ain't more weapons form against Will prosper while I'm in these streets Grandma is my realest angel Protect me while I'm in these streets I blow them O's in the yo While I tell my testimony Like one day I was hungry Got some money they hated on me Then god put me on top of everyone who try to doubt Now we say ouhh yeah And now I got it they look so sick Say oh lord Na we say ouhh yea We stay fresh up out da pool-pit We go and get it out the hood man Collect this money like them churches Say oh lord I'm straight out the streets And I got Geno with me JJ da Jet you know me And I'm from Southside st Pete I told all my niggas to stop trapping Let's stick to the rapping and trap on the beat I know they won't listen to you cause Them niggas won't listen to me Straight outta poverty Call up the church tell them preach I'm really from the streets This ain't a place you wanna be (Oh yeah) Oh yeah ya feel me Crackas gone kill me before the crack gone kill me Trapped in the trap na the trap gone kill me Stab me in the back band aids wont heal me Oh ow aye ya feel me If I deal dope then the dope deal me Can't trust a hoe cause the hoe gone kill me Can't trust a bro cause the bro gone kill me Oh ow damn for real Jackers gone jack hope the jack don't Jill me No this ain't an act or cap this the real me If a seal the pack then the pack gone seal me Na we say oh yea We stay fresh up out da pool-pit We go and get it out the hood man Collect this money like them churches Say oh lord We aint never going broke no more