Amen lyrics

[Intro]
Kill
Ayy

[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh
I been makin' money, these n*ggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah)

[Post-Chorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling)
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr)
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Rolled back to my hood rollin' dope in my Rolls (Royce)
And my AMG sound raggedy, grandma like, "What's that noise?", yuh
Try me, it's a tragedy, turn your block to a morgue, uh (Yeah)
King sh*t, I'm your majesty (Yeah), I rock a lots of gold (Glizzock, yeah, yeah)
Got six watches, but two of 'em cost a quarter, n*gga (Oh my God)
Yeah, I ran them racks, so now they feelin' like I owe 'em, n*gga, yuh
Ain't tryna hear sh*t so I fill my earlobes up with boulders, n*gga, yuh
South Memphis n*gga, jewelry cold, Minnesota, n*gga, yuh
Yeah, I'm bumpin' Three 6, pourin' sizzurp in my soda, n*gga
Paper Route the gang (Gang), we some cutthroat soldiers, n*gga
Yellow everythang, be cautious when your approach a n*gga
Cautious, n*gga (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh (Skrrt-skrrt)
I been makin' money, these n*ggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah, dawg)
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh
I been makin' money, these n*ggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh

[Post-Chorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling)
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr)
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Get your ass burnt, n*gga (Burnt, n*gga)
Yeah, get your ass burnt, n*gga (Burnt, n*gga, fire, yeah)
I put in a lot of work, n*gga (I did), yeah, yeah
Yeah, this sh*t here out the dirt, n*gga (The dirt, the mud, yeah)
Yeah, all my n*ggas on alert, uh
If you play, you lay, yeah, homie, don't get hurt, uh
I just made a play, I'm about to buy another vert, yeah
Young n*gga paid, baby girl, you know my worth (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh (Skrrt)
I been makin' money, these n*ggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Hell nah)

[Post-Chorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse, make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh