THE SERMON Lyrics

Yea I got this shit man

Mane

Look

I took a soul from a dead man

I fed niggas with my right and fucking left hand

They bit em off and life really looking like a dead end

I'm kinda lost and really been drinking heavy for my dead friends

Damn

I been praying for my partners

These bitches watching my pockets

No need to feel like a target

Cause niggas gone die regardless

In this matrix of karma

These niggas be build like charming

Don't cross me you'll meet your torment, uh

(What I try to tell you, What I try to tell you? In this country you gotta make the money First, then when you get the money, you get the power, then when you get the power Then you Get the women)

Look and im stone cold with the stunting shit

Swag walk, trash talking, and I'll probably stomp a bitch

Ignorant as fuck and I'm all about a Benjamin

I be off the earth that boy probably off a pill again

Niggas hating on me cause they bitches love my penmanship

Or it could be just because I'm probably in her ribs again

I got plenty women mane I damn near could be pimping em

Ice box where my heart at shawty I ain't got no feelings bitch

And I'm on go when the cash call

Nigga catch a left hook like a fast ball

Ain't worried bout you ancient niggas cause I'm past y'all

You niggas trash dawg

Bitch ass niggas man

Old ass niggas man