Traffic (Interlude)

[Verse 1]
Speak not of my indiscretions
Speak not of my pain
Glory be to God in the highest
Always, always
Glory be to God in the heavens
Always, always
Speak not of my decisions
But you can speak of my demise
Glory be to God in the highest
Death came knocking on my door the last time I tried

[Pause]
Glory be to God yeah
Glory to be God, uh

[Verse 2]
I put on that face
Shawty gon' put on that face
We gon' be runnin' the day
Got me some {?} and got me a rosary
Shawty won't do way, I'm living this faith
Couple gold chains in the wild, yeah
I don't really know what I'm on
Who's knocking on my door, yeah
Who's knocking on my door?
Okay I'm playing like Nintendo
Cold like Chicago
I guеss it's alright to be wrong
It's a parallel universе, travel somewhere yeah
I try to be right but I swear I'm just trippin'
If life is a game, I just play my position
I'm stuck in the cell but I'm looking for heaven
The last time I tried, it was harder to get in

{Outro}
Glory be to God yeah
Glory to be God, uh (Always, always)
Glory be to God