The Well Lyrics

Heavenly topics

Conversations with God

Got niggas feeling awkward

Reading rights to his lines

A nigga with some options

A penny with some profits

And Henny get them topless

And d’usse

Make the bitches do what you say

If they sloppy (yeah)

And Mr. Rogers

Ain’t prepare me

For these hard streets (nah)

A couple neighbors

Did a favor

Sent him five feet (wow)

That’s one lesser

Cause his efforts ain’t excite me

When niggas try to spite me

But Satan get behind thee

Cause even saints

Got sinners thoughts

When tempted minds creep

I heard the Father

Tends to favor

Black and blind sheep

And if that’s true

Then I’d be blue

Because I’m beaten

Reflections of the sequence

And taking of the essence

Just to smoke out

All my demons

And choking up

On truths

From false believing

I didn’t mean it

And if my grandmas prayers

We’re true

Then I’m a broken root

That’s still believing

In its bloom

I been talking to God

Hey Rick

You got that head on your shoulders

But are you faithful or you

Focused in bogus

And if I call upon your name

Are you on point

With your posture

And when I give you blessings

Do you blow them

For options

But these girls

They exotic

When I love

I adore them

And you left them golden gates

And Lord,

I gotta explore them

Lonely thoughts

And empty wounds they leave

I gotta ignore them

But what about the pain

They leave

I call those scars

They stab you to your soul

And then they

Call those flaws

But what about a light

That could remove

Those darks

But what all would it take

Well what if

It’s Just your heart

And what if it’s the truth

Well at least it’s a thought

And I heard they call that faith

Well at least it’s a just start

And I be drowning in her drips

But at least

It’s just a drop

I know it’s fishes in the sea

But keep

At least just a flock

And am I speaking out of reason

Or is it the Ciroc

Or what