Last Supper Lyrics

I could name 12 real homies

You my brother, you my cousin, you my shorty

You my dawg, you my patna, you my ace

Low key taught me everything you gone always be my OG

You my fam, you my relli that's fasholly

You my sister, you my killer, you my soldier

I would die for you all and you know it

Break some bread let me holler at my Brody's

Aye

I recall you being down needed help

I gave you my keys and I told you help yourself

Every other week day job sending dough

Split it with the team cause you reap what you sow

Aye

I remember you was out here doing dirt

I didn't abandon you because I understood yo hurt

Count on me for prayer, God sanitize his soul

I hope you reciprocate it cause I'm needing it the most as I

Stroll through the valley of the shadow

Meditative state of mind praying for the shackled

Relaying messages the horns boutta blow

The war boutta go cause the Lord boutta show

I warn all the bros only do it if it's holy

I do it cause I'm suppose to, I do it for His glory

I do it for my peoples testimonies

Cheers to my allegory, aye

Another cheer for my homies

You my brother, you my cousin, you my shorty

You my dawg, you my patna, you my ace

Low key taught me everything you gone always be my OG

You my fam, you my relli that's fasholly

You my sister, you my killer, you my soldier

I would die for you all and you know it

But I wonder who gone turn they back on me

Woah

Are you Conflicted?

Can you feel the spirit of conviction?

Are you pessimistic?

Painting negative descriptions when I show my back

You sliding with opposition? You fasho a rat

Do you believe my generosity is genuine?

Or do you be watching blessings I manifest, while envious?

When the Lord vessel through me, do you question it?

Waiting for the moment I stumble, so you can cherish it

Do you be fake showing teeth and despise me?

Heart filled with grief when you deny me, it's likely

That one of y'all gone do me filthy

That's the sad reality of human history

Really, feel me

Are you a disciple, disciplined walking with me? Or

Would you get malicious if the slopes get slippery?

Safe to say not everyone discerns what truth is

If we all Jesus in our story, better find yo Judas, huh

I peeped you out, wear it if the shoe fits

Pops already told me bout you cause he noticed loose lips plus you doubt me

I could walk on water and you'd still talk about me

Down playing seeds I planted when they sprouted, you a coward

But I love you tho

I forgave when I invited you to supper bro

So regardless where yo heart is imma hold you close

And when my blood shed stop I'll be your Holy Ghost

Woah

Toast

Here's a toast for my homies

You my brother, you my cousin, you my shorty

You my dawg, you my patna, you my ace

Low key taught me everything you gone always be my OG

You my fam, you my relli that's fasholly

You my sister, you my killer, you my soldier

I would die for you all in a moment

But I know who gone turn they back on me

Last supper