6 HOURS BEFORE RESURRECTION

If the master should ever take his love from me, I can't see myself You crazy, crazy Now six, what that's about I'm that nigga who name going word to word from mouth to mouth Who really kicking shit, you niggas got the gout I'm the nigga who came from the ground, watched the sun shine and rain go Now watch me fucking sprout. Better yet, go rose up Put the hoes down and got my rolls up And you know what, I break bread like a nigga who going dough cut I need a cold slut and I still make your bitch get all the way naked and toe touching Yeah, it's the realest nigga since Jesus Christ Six Bruce Wayne, Quan, all that Now it's your time to fall back And thank you God for going blessing me I feel like lately these niggas and hoes been stressing me I don't even know why they a test a G I'm the realest one out and why they go ahead and question me I got the sauce and recipes I can go ahead and go and dish you all to serve you up Told them niggas really I don't give a f*ck Told them niggas I'm the one who got it up and got it stuck Got it out the mud, but I stay fresh as hell like I came out with a bunch of suds Yeah Uh-huh And as I close my eyes I just ask you God forgive me for my sins I'm feeling like I'm the only one that's real in the end And lately I've been feeling like giving up again But I know it's time to just go ahead and repent Fucking with IG models Puffing weed while I got them hitting liquor out the bottle This ain't the life you want to follow On highway to hell while the devil hitting the gas full throttle But I stop and I just let Jesus take the wheel And I'm just watching how he's steer And everything that I do just know he happens to be near Ain't no nigga that I fear And lately I've been feeling like I got the kill The old me better yet the nigga that you never knew or know me to be It's crazy how some people shown me to be a friend to a foe And you endure all the pain for the loved ones but they still give you more Left me with scars and wounds to this day that still leave me sore God I don't know where to go Maybe I'm just lost up in this universe Seem like the fake always be the first And the real ones always get the worst They ain't gonna love me till I'm dead and gone and riding in that hearse Six Six