Street Pastor Lyrics

We get busy know the business gone get handled

You not knot up gang if Beezi G ain't stamp ya

Started slow but then starting coming faster

I'm blessing all my people, I'm the street pastor

Never met my pops they say that ima rich lil bastard

Young king ran it up, I'm counting bucks up in my castle

If I see the folks then you think my name was Casper

If I see that sac you know I'm going for the tackle

Verse: insurance, my neck flooded I just spent me $1800

That's nun, I get money feel a rush soon as I touch it

I fell in love with shawty but I hate the way she thug me

Her head a1 and plus the pussy good so I'm like fuck it

I gotta ride with some degree on me cause I smoke musty

I can't ride without the heat on me cause niggas mugging

Police hit the block and did a sweep just like they dusting

Ian talmbout no bikes when I say all my niggas clutching

I'm married to the money baby I can't be yo husband

Really might do you dirty kick you out when we done fucking

Spend it get it right back might blow a bag just cause its Monday

Was tryna catch a blessing but Ian go to church on Sunday

This cup come straight from out the ditch cause all I drink is muddy

Young nigga couldn't eat for shit now look my pockets chubby

You told me you'd be there for me I turned around you wasn't

I smoke weed ain't no stressing me, counting up my specialty, trap booming like Mickey Dee's

We get busy know the business gone get handled

You not knot up gang if Beezi G ain't stamp ya

Started slow but then starting coming faster

I'm blessing all my people, I'm the street pastor

Never met my pops they say that ima rich lil bastard

Young king ran it up, I'm counting bucks up in my castle

If I see the folks then you think my name was Casper

If I see that sac you know I'm going for the tackle