TRY JESUS Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Pardon my French, but fuck whoever doubted me
I'm sorry I had to cuss ma, but this check gone make you proud of me
Shit heavy on my heart, I just had to get it outta me
I'm the king of the hill, so these niggas need to bow to me
Uh
My name royalty, uh
My gang loyal as fuck
And once we stepped in the game, you know we tore that bish up
Like TD Jakes, I see these snakes
When they be, uh, in my garden
Step back, Harden
Switched up. No, I never did that
Be careful how you talkin, I know where your crib at
You say you catching bodies but you never did that
I really know the shottys lil homie get back on track
Cause testing me is the wrong move
I swear I'm the wrong dude
This choppa make em dance if he bussin the wrong groove
Gone spark him up like zaza
Cause I ain't with the rara
Told his babymama save my number under dada
Cause I remember nights when I was stressing over bills
And now like every night I'm only checking over deals
On my way to six figures
I won't ever switch triggers
Living in this small town, they treat me like the big nigga
Got yo shawty on my pillow, all this money on my mind
Rolling gas up in a rillo and we fuck like all the time
Because I'm poppin shit
Bitch I'm going up, you niggas only do the opposite
Only chase a check so I can take it then deposit it
Young Joc shit, look at how it's going down
On my young boss shit, look at how I run the town
Gotta watch the opps' shit cause they tryna gun me down
You niggas move cautious because my dogs will run you down
Looking for a bone and shit
I ain't with the phony shit
I'm just tryna add on to my checks, its like the bonus hit
These niggas prolly owe me shit
Acting like they know me, shit
They only know the rentals, lil nigga this is ownership
You only getting five minutes of fame
I been hitting since I entered the game
We rock the same designer, but we still not dripping the same
Caveman, I invented the flame
And now they got me on my hot boy
Niggas got me dancing with this shit so call me Blocboy
If niggas wanna shoot, we can come and spin your block boy
Then party like a rockstar, shoutout to them Shop Boyz
We go and make a band, then we call ourselves Circo Boyz
Rooftop parties sipping finest liqour
Only top shelf bottles for the finest nigga
I know you got lil shooter, promise mine is bigga
You better try Jesus 'fore you come and try me nigga