PRAISE GOD

Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Jared help me empty the clip, uh
Jared, yeah

Heavy on the dish still ready with it
Dead the petty I'm the shit still better than before
Pills sitting on the dresser try now
You could never look better than my bitch
Upper echelon shit
Turf over lawn shit
Stepping out in Malibu
I had them all like "Aw shit!"
Stay for night
I need you back
My back fucked up from standing counting someone else's cash but

I pray up I stay up all night
I take drugs I wake up I'm high
My day ones never left my side
We gon' make em pay up

Panic on the disc still manic bout
Circle tighter ever since still better than before
Symptoms I'm on the stretcher right now
You could never take Christ out my heart
God is so real
Jared help me empty the clip
My fam got me all praise to them
Stay for my life I need you bad
Glory to Allah still lighting up the path still frightened by it

I pray up I stay up all night
I take drugs I wake up I'm high
My day ones never left my side
We gon' make em pay up

I know I suck too fucked up to drive
And it sucks I fucked up my pride
Call you up cus it's "fuck my life"
Until the next link up

Something bout it make you
Something bout you make me