True To My Religion lyrics

Some like a rock I’m like the hardest in this sh*t
Hit the ground and kept on running like a faucet in this b*tch
They said three rights don’t make a left but I won’t never leave
They said two wrongs don’t make a right that’s what you telling me
You not invincible stop acting like you never bleed
You not a tree and I ain’t begging you, so gone and leave
They took my eyes out, I still see the hate
Behind closed doors I cry and wipe the tears out my face
They say you lost without no faith I talk to god about my problems
I know wherе all my opps will be Oh lord just watch my potnas
He nevеr seen Japan or been to China, we got choppas
We got chopsticks
Like I been constipated for a minute I drop hard sh*t
Ain’t heartless, I’m still in the hood this where my heart live
God telling me walk, but it’s like I been buying cars still
I know I been moving with my Glock, but this b*tch all still
Never trust a b*tch who got a gun cuz they say love kills
Fishing Rod, gotta tell my story this sh*t all real
I been thru it all
Ion need no doctor, but my heart feel
Abused, it been used
This sh*t f*cking my communication up, Grandma abused me
They treat my heart however they gon play wit it
Amuse me
We ain’t have no A/C I be venting through my music
The word love like big pants remember they gon use it loosely
They ain’t never been wit Ice Cube these n*ggas ruthless
Pick a side and choose it
Sliding we been riding with these Glocks inside the Buick
Put this b*tch on top of n*ggas just like he Jewish
I had got the chance and then I ran just like Forrest
These n*ggas b*tches
They ride with monkeys just like they Dora
Ride out I got twin Glocks these b*tches plural
Hit his block I make this sh*t hot just it’s Florida
Michael Phelps n*gga I just dived in that water
I survived but I know n*ggas died in this water
Trynna see why they ain’t open doors just had to twist the knob
I guess these n*ggas deaf they act like they ain’t hear me knock
Dog a boxer, play with legos everyday he beat the block up
If they ain’t riding round wit no needles get that sh*t shot up
Dog he like a Jack-in-the-box, box em in, Pop up
Love how it feel at the top, real Don Dada
Love how it feel at the top but still got problems
I put my hand on the floor miss how it feel at the bottom
The car I used to dream about I bought it and I’m still dreaming
These ain’t the kinda dreams I used to have, I been seeing demons
Riding round with dirty guns sh*t that you can never clean
These n*ggas love to beef, you best believe that he was never veganI’mA Musli,mm ad I talk to Allah, so why they say I’m preaching
I feel claustrophobic boxed in but I was never breathing
Some like roll bounce, how we slide so we ain’t never grieving
Worried bout my momma when she was crying but I know I’m the reason
I know I did it
Trynna bow my head I ain’t been True to my religion
X-Ray don’t think my label seeing through with my vision
I can see the lies clearly, ion need prescription
What you know bout being homeless? Notice of eviction
Sleeping in them cars then I wake up go and steal one
We kept getting put out, moving like some pilgrims
I had changed my life, they had tried send me to prison
Tired of how I’m living
Yeah——
Talking to my demons , like get out my ear
I had tied my shoes , I don’t know how I fell
They just wanna use me, they don’t know I feel
A hundred people in the room , I still feel by myself

You, you , you , you (hm)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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