Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Testify, artist - The Lox.
Date of issue: 27.08.2020
Song language: English
Testify |
Lil young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don’t play |
Getting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way |
Lord I testify |
I ain’t want it, but homie had to die |
Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn’t scrap with him |
If you beat him up, you better come back and get him |
I’m sorry Lord for my sins (Sorry) |
They don’t say much but pray for my friends |
All we do is get money, get high, pop bottles, next day do the same shit again |
Lord I testify |
I expect to die |
I get extra high, till I’m next to Ty |
Till I lounge with G, till I step with pops |
I’m going green, so I’ma need the Tesla drop (Lord, I testify) |
Father forgive if the hood don’t connect the dots |
Drinkin' brown and champagne, so we lost where we started |
Formed dearly departed, please bless the block |
Let my niggas see billions, teach praise to their children |
Inshallah, please blessed the Opps (Testify) |
And I’m sorry Lord for sins |
Open my third eye, focus my lens |
I don’t do religion, but I pray for my friends. |
Lord I testify |
Lil young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don’t play |
Getting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way |
Lord I testify |
I ain’t want it, but homie had to die |
Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn’t scrap with him |
If you beat him up, you better come back and get him |
I’m sorry Lord for my sins |
They don’t say much but pray for my friends (Pray for 'em) |
All we do is get money, get high, pop bottles, next day do the same shit again |
Lord I testify |
Uh, please forgive me, them evil thoughts that was in me |
Them nights loading the semi |
The cut off shotty, the Henny, smoking, drinking the Remy |
Made money got fresh, I wasn’t saving a penny (Lord I testify) |
Smoke out the barrel, gold on my neck like a Pharaoh |
The road to this rap shit was narrow |
I could’ve been a number in some federal jail |
Federal mail, instead I turnt my fantasies real |
Imagine (Testify) Sheek catalog is beauty pageant |
Supreme hat on and shades, you don’t know who I’m smashing (Nah) |
Like I’m sitting in the church with the priest on the other side |
Confessions, trying not lie (Yeah-yeah) |
Lord I testify |
Lil young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don’t play |
Getting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way |
Lord I testify |
I ain’t want it, but homie had to die |
Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn’t scrap with him |
If you beat him up, you better come back and get him |
I’m sorry Lord for my sins (Yeah) |
They don’t say much but pray for my friends (Yeah) |
All we do is get money, get high, pop bottles, next day do the same shit again |
Lord I testify |
Who’s next to die? |
Couple issue with you that I need rectify (Uh-huh) |
I’m very picky person, the selective guy (Yeah) |
Niggas watching me like they on the detective side (Damn) |
All the drugs I sold, all the harm I caused (Mmm) |
All the casualties is what the drama caused (Yeah) |
And the consequences is what the karma brought (True) |
Got to roll me one, to try to calm my thoughts (Like that) |
I was one of the smartest, (Testify) I wasn’t one of the wildest (Uh-uh) |
But I did from the heart, it wasn’t done out of malice |
Nah, until I touch the sky, forgive me for my sins, I testify |
Lord I testify |
Lil young nigga with burner on us you could tell we don’t play |
Getting high smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way |
Lord I testify |
I ain’t want it, but homie had to die |
Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn’t scrap with him |
If you beat him up, you better come back and get him |
I’m sorry lord for my sins, they don’t say much but pray for my friends |
All we do is get money, get high, pop bottles, next day do the same shit again |
Lord I testify |