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20 Karat Jesus
Freddie Gibbs
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20Karat Jesus （）-Freddie Gibbs Yeah Kane Yeah Yeah yeah Ma ambitions as a rider n**ga Survival off that powder n**ga Currently smoking that kill in the hills Where you can't find a n**ga Crack c*****e microwave Dealer was on that type of n**ga No sleep bags under my eyes is designer n**ga Blinded and misguided n**ga Heavenly father take the wheel I'm on the inner state with some gurrillas With shit can get me like two hundred years Thug in the pen I need forgiveness I'm living like a every decision a sin I know my n**gas don't want me to win Jealousy chopping off all of my friends I ride with that white white just Like fight night we be weighin'in P D is ma pieces 20karats Jesus say amen Tricked of with my new b***h She was half black and Malaysian yeah Spent my last 200thou'on a bird and a Mercedes benz My dogg used to pull up in a 99gs 300fresh up on the Highway with the higher power how you wan'it First these hoes don't wan't it now they only here To Michael Jones it Mama say you live next door to the devil You live in the moment I I I be kickin' shit like solange in the Elevator The goal when you try to kick that dope Stuck on the respirator Got symptoms of withdrawal from the fall when I used To ball I show you how in one summer one n**ga could Lose it all Right now we gotta feel this pain in this friends Family dope Some people would like to walk around in their sleep I'd rather stay woke I must evoke these are the results of the realest shit that I wrote These hoes get in the wind burn that a**quick Like galaxy notes That's why I ride with that white white just like Fight night we be weighin'in Please vs my pieces 20karat Jesus save me Tricked off on my new b***h she was half black And Malaysian Split my last two hundered thousand on a bird and Mercedes benz My dogg used to pull up in a '99gs 300 Fresh up off the highway with the higher power how You want it First these hoes don't wan't it now they only here To Michael Jones it Mama say you live next door to the devil You live in the moment I I I be kickin shit just like rodman did To camera man I peel the 100 dope like the poppy seed in Afghanistan I been to drop by n**s but these cabbage hands Do damage n**ga Rich from the clip leave you stiff Manic and challenge n**ga Me and my chips with airport yay don't care about Frito lay Trying to give me ten I beat a case so It's gon'be okay Fresh up on the highway with the higher power how You wan'it Mama say I live next door to the death 'cuz I live in the moment To live in the moment I'm living in the moment I'm living in the moment Yah I live in the moment I live in the moment I live in the moment I live in the moment I live in the moment Kane baby Quarter brick half a brick hold this shit cold shit Scar across my face strap on my shoulder on some Tony shit Taught myself the streets you know my pops ain't never Taught me shit 'Cept for good friend you gon'be solo in your Closet b***h Walkin'home from work my 44pulled up when I'm Walking b***h Old folks out the church say he need Jesus that Boy off a bit Preacher's daughter said I'll let you **** it just might Cost a bit Type a shit a n**ga been through make you dog A b***h Loss a b***h man reap the streets she prenup me Can't divorce her Live from my my cell electrical tape on my tape Recorder sucker shit Don't blow your money young n**ga pay your lawyer N**gas is wrapped in electrical tape They walking tape recorders yeah Yeah b***h your first motherf**ing mixtape was a snitch tape You ain't think I knew that shit though I knew That shit though Quarter brick half a brick hold this shit cold shit Trouble 65brought 65I sold the whole shit Coco searched my cutlass on the road I got my Own shit Boy you know the rules they picked you up don't Call my phone b***h Boy you know the rules that shit don't trump unless You sold it down Swat team break they cut the water off can't flush The toilet down 454my morning down got green got dog got yola Now They playin'they suffer exposure now This rapper shit just for the posers now The losers now all these just n**gas got videos up With they toolies out Everybody flashing real money n**gas card cracking getting visa money Y'all don't knock it I just do the dope the Flow I gotta get it slow so I gotta see the Money Y'all remember peacing out 28th to get the blunt liquor And a piece of money young n**ga Young n**ga Stay smooth stay solid n**ga These n**gas put your name on anything but a prayer Amen Glory be to God What's happening pimps It is I the alpha and omega the original righteous Player You know what I'm talking about It's your boy Jesus man Yes my n**ga Jesus is your homeboy Say it again so I can uh reiterate it man Your minds not ready and your heart's not open You know what I'm saying That's what's wrong with you man You doing all that coveting You trying to you wan't what other n**gas got You not even just paying attention to your gift n**ga God gave you a gift n**ga Pay attention to what he got for you You other n**gas over here Yah he could sell dope real good that's not your Lane my n**ga God gave you hands you a chef my n**ga Chef up that boysenberry creme brulee man
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