Guns Against the Pope Lyrics

uh

uh

yeah yeah

fuck

shit

Y'all don't even know

This is business of the Lord

I'm feeling cynical

All guns against the pope

I'm walking through these doors

And the loopholes in these laws

I'm waiting for the call

I'm ready for it all

Pain enunciates

Nah, homie, sit up straight

What love alleviates

Let your tears exfoliate

I'm waiting for the kiss

That's counting down the days

I'm singin' to the moon

And fuckin' to the news

Thought I was kiddin' im in it again

Thought you was kiddin', you killin' a friend

City to city, the feeling persists

Thought I was friendly, I'm getting a check

We ain't together, I betted on it

I'm no rich rapper, I'm feeling like it

Look up to fathers, mine come in a band

Distorting the view, bright stones in my hand

Fuck with me, y'all can't

Fuck with me, y'all can't

We don't imitate, nah

I think we got the keys, yeah

Last night sure was a trip homie

In them seven seas, yeah

My supermodel got me feelin' at ease

She is the why in happy

I'm cleanin' my closet

Get the fuck outta my sleeves,

A hunnid up, hunnid up, easy

Lighting shit up like Weezy

Expecting the world, I don't need it

Honey, it is only the rise not the fall or whatever the season

Toxic, like love is the reason

Driving it fast with no keys in

I'm feeling like this

I'm feeling like that

Baby, you heard about reason?

All lies just in

Fraternize to the end

Bastardized to the edge

All of my thoughts complain

Smile or don't it's the same

Cute little dome by the knee

God just got PTSD

All of these crosses and needs

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good

Save yourself and kill it

It'll make this so easy for me

Hold your worth and keep it

It'll make this so easy for you

Say my name, dear sweetness

Call my name, I need that from you

Lotta say so preach this

Maybe then they'll listen to you

All my dreams been deep cleaning

Death and taxes when they lean in

Confront the masses, always fake grinin'

Not levitating but still alien

Back to the hi, again, oh

Why'd i do that again?

My mind ain't easy and my heart is searching

To share a rope with all of my friends

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good

La, la, la, it's fine

All is good

God is good