Bible

Lyrics

[Intro] I don't know how I feel about this I'm a leave this one up to Slizz Hey Slizz this is up to you [Verse1] Yea look contemplating suicide Like who the truth or who is losing you or I To tell the truth I rather you to scrutinise Black nigga on a white beat do or die Microphone the only thing we utilise I treat them like my brother cause we realize I can see catastrophe and genocide And everyday I wake up it's a homicide Look in my daughter's eye and see she traumatised Los Angeles I kiss another son of mine Niggers mannerism is getting penalised Eating fish shrimp and chicken when it is dinner time Its find me at the finish line Or Saks Fifth, that Gucci, Louis that Fendy line Silly nigga give me mine I hope you hooked up with that semi nine I'm looking at this Bible , should i read it? All this money I be making do I need it The way these bitches be treating shit, I'll be leaving Should I embrace all my sins or just delete them? I'm looking at the bible I might hurt a lot of people feeling doing this Got her bible my mama gave me a Bible I'm looking at the Bible look So I be contemplating suicide They be locked three of my shooter up I be traumatised and I read it on the fine line But manslaughter not bad for a homicide I bull you not these crackhead ban 35 and Free phones and free gizzle nigga two times I try to tell a nigga who is lying Who is shitting no match walk down fire Find me at the finish line With a blue nose nine nigga Commit plenty crimes New mercedes outside from them 65's High speed and got police searching city wide Find me at the finish line Or sacks 5th that gucci 5th and semi line Silly nigga give me mine I'm about to hug and kiss my mamma 99 times [Chorus] I have this bible should I read it All this money I be making do I need it The way these be treating I'll be leaving I will erase all my sins or just delete them I'm looking at the bible I got a bible my mama gave me a bible I'm looking at these bible [Outro] Yea dear heavenly father Forgive me cause I have sinned Even with a bible in my hand Got my ethnonym in my other hand Keys in my back pocket Im drinking white liquor Smoking a newport No lifes I just came to tell you that You know I'm really sorry