Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scripture, artist - 6LACK. Album song East Atlanta Love Letter, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 13.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope, LVRN
Song language: English
Scripture |
No matter what, you can’t take what I’ve been through |
Imagine if I never went through what I went through |
Yeah |
Came, up, uh |
Ayy, I want more |
Until I get it, I won’t slow |
I’m on tour |
Opening some brand new doors |
On top, but we came from the floor |
Do you believe in foresight? |
(I do, haha, 'cause I can’t ignore life) |
Look, I wrote this in a hotel the size of a closet |
Just to show you that I could do it |
Just to show you that it ain’t much to it |
If you got your hand out, don’t be surprised when I look at you stupid |
Where were you when it was me and the music? |
Don’t compare me to no nigga that I’m better than |
Still new, but my attitude veteran |
And ain’t nothing wrong with it |
Since six I knew I was gon' get it |
I ain’t working 'til my palms start itchin' |
Ever since a nigga put a gun to my face |
That shit do really make you think, yeah |
I was thinking 'bout my kid, yeah |
Sixteen, didn’t even have a kid, yeah |
Them bullets really have you thinking about your unborn |
Imagine if my whole life was untorn |
Imagine when that car flip |
Don’t call it defeating odds it’s- |
A blessing that I ain’t gone yet |
I’ve been getting closer to God (yeah) |
Not a scripture, we been talking direct (straight line) |
Send for me and I send you closer to God (yeah, word) |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
I’m on pace |
I figured out this shit ain’t a race |
Up the stakes |
Got hungry, then I scrape the plate |
It ain’t hard for me to change my ways |
Do you believe in foresight? |
(I do, haha, 'cause I cannot ignore life) |
Look, the playing field ain’t never been even |
I ain’t 'bout to make that shit either |
See em' tryna copy my aura, they some readers |
Study all you want, but I came up out that freezer |
Getting bread across the Mediterranean like a pita |
You a heat seeker, speak up |
Niggas telling me to speed up |
You can fit your talent in a B cup |
Leaders of the new school, I think they need us |
But first, let me light my weed up |
My intuition ain’t never led me astray |
With all this shit on my plate |
You’d think I’d be running in place |
But I step to that mirror, look myself in the face |
Can nobody take my place, said they got me then they flake |
You can try, you can test, you get sent to the gods |
I’m a R&B nigga with a hip-hop core |
Haha, said I’m a R&B nigga with a hip-hop core, yeah |
We just had to do that, if I don’t rap anywhere on this, people are gon' hate me |