Holy Water

Lyrics

[Chorus] You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the reaper? And everything out the crew don't matter They give a fuck about you either [Verse 1] Every year I need 300 Mountain of heads that have no imperfections And think their shit smell like Hermès Your career shot off ain't have no legs Run your mouth now you beg Pardon my shoulder I can't vouch for the reg Catch me hundred dollar billing, RIP to chilling I gotta keep on winning Probably never gon' get some sleep I'm spinning Revolver door when sinning, we graduated from a torn beginning Kick hood slang to foreign women I was brought up on a different strip 3 of us and 1 meal, we gon' split this shit Burning out wheels, I hit my lick, shit They want our backs bleeding, whether whips or MAC squeezing Turn to ghetto unbelievers, murder all our black leaders And you jeopardize your freedom for a fresh designer season Classy restaurants when eating Ego don't get along with reason Son died this evening and his little man is teething He's in good arms, this Southside Jamaica jungle for 'em [Chorus] You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the reaper? And everything out the crew don't matter They give a fuck about you either [Verse 2] Angels in my sleep too sweet, beg me to flee I'm thinking how can I be ready Heavy shit on my mind this eve' My talent helps me get to it, that means a lot to me And copying's a form on flattery, this many watch and see They want your paper thin so you can kick it all day with them Get major when your names engraved within the book of Kings You got Judas ways jumping and your jealous They juxing justice, left hook to busters Let's celebrate the crooks amongst us Ain't no love apparently, I'm having visions Parrying my parasites, I should have five mics for this one I climb heights with rhythm (Uh) My mind's twice my victims (Uh) Recline nights I'm picking (Uh) I've nine types of bitches I'm breathtaking, give you blue face, dollars to match it Word to my OG and my crew tapes, I'ma go classic Dawg I'm everywhere like screw face, problem with plastic Destined to make it since my due date Momma's lil' bastard [Chorus] You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the reaper? And everything out the crew don't matter They give a fuck about you either [Verse 3] Crushing down a gooey zip Razor under fitteds, get your screwy ripped Put on my Louie shit, bust a U'ey dip Boy who you confuse me with Bow and worship ground, duck an Uzi clip You ain't gotta give me five, shoot me it Live from the 718 Jamaica's gates surround that crooked Cold Corner Nines on us to make us straight Ain't no fear here, only fate Think all your want still can't prepare for homie sake Padon my grimy mistake I shape my 16s on a crate 2015 on a split screen with the cape You are listening to a great I'm in grind mode, your mind's be blindfold Tell them you help me time you lie told Divide the guy code, back off the plate Wait, it gotta be some more to this life Than dollar signs and ice and ghetto nights, a roll of the dice Corny niggas in my audio vice Grimy boroughs make the shorties go trife Can't be a have-not all of your life, uh [Chorus] You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the reaper? And everything out the crew don't matter They give a fuck about you either