Church Pews

I remember a time when. You hope for this life they living You sat in behind them. Don't get on the mic you timid This cone head to pine shit. The fruit that you want is forbidden And new to you shit is acidic. You move and you niggas will get it Gone pause y'all niggas be kidding. Say that I pop and I did it Might even pop at scrimmage. I'm hitting these niggas with flags on Hood and my niggas with rags on. Shawty you should and get bagged on Like you was pudding with pads on. Just don't understand logic Envelope for my deposits. Sinning go the way they got it Now it's niggas who been acting like they got it. Don't know who the f*ck to ride with Smoking good and sip a tonic.What I seen it would astonish you Pull it out for you bust homie. Homie got a baby mom or two Say it delayed what he was tryna do. And shit I felt that in my own way Cuz even when I got somebody. I be worried if they don't stay Got played now I don't play. I got to good with those games We was too hood in those days. Prolly take you out like the coach say Ima grill 'em f*ck the propane You know what it is. They over the trend. I'm over the whole this shit main As low it gets. But oh with the shit. I empty the whole fish tank I emptied the whole clip main. You niggas ain't on shit say Me myself be my own sensay Baby ya ain't got a dope Mercedes And that don't really matter long as you ain't gotta fake it Baby you ain't gotta take it shady I been wavy for you knew me And I know it drive you crazy I'm spiffy nigga. No hickie bigger than coin You find me disappointed. Just more that I couldn't join Back when I was employed. By CBM just a boy I knew that these niggas play with this rap shit like favorite toys Lyn was my favorite voice. I need favor I need rejoice Who master. You not my master. Catch bullets been like Leeroy You standing there like decoy. Deployed with my wodies out and Always been one for looking you and searching but not around em KB. Ask where they found em. No lounging I'm taking risk and I'm peaceful but take a reach fool I'm popping that's at ya biscuit You been washed like some dishes. I'm flicking you off my pants Cuz the way that you went up wasn't the way that you thought land Dribble off in the stands. Don't give it all for ya mans I'm hush. I don't say much. Rather play rough. For the pay cut bruh Better lace up. Niggas taped up. And get shaked up tough Got my cake up. While they wake up. I had breaks enough Baby ya ain't got a dope Mercedes And that don't really matter long as you ain't gotta fake it Baby you ain't gotta take it shady I been wavy for you knew me And I know it drive you crazy