Jesus christ and shawn carter are my only idols
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet
I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread
I mean seriously, jesus
We don't ever make love
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
You better pray to jesus once i go and feed you bullets
See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll
Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,
Its cold as shit in this booth
You need shoes i need booze
I had enough, now you up above, so say hello to jesus.
The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love
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