| I’ve never been a gang banger with street killas
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| If I protect myself, I’ll be favoring all these niggas and
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| I bought my first gun from my homie who tried to sell it
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| A 9 with a couple bullets, just eyes when I’m out here looking
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| Trying to find a job to survive so I stop tossing
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| Hop inside the whip and then drive cause I walk often
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| Stressing like a bitch, cause I’m tired of my Mom’s apartment
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| I’m Satan in God’s office that’s. |
| (alright hold up.)
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| Shovels to my gravestone, kicking dirt on my coffin
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| Broke bitches with their hand out, cause they heard I was balling
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| Fuck me so good, went to sleep, woke in the morning
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| Six niggas in my face, Guns drawn with no warning
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| Pistol whip, stomped me and left me like I was dead
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| I had murder on my conscience, I was plotting on revenge
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| Circling the block like I know what I need to do
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| Before I cock the fucking hammer I said what would Jesus do…
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| Because Christ is not only leader
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| He was teacher
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| But not just leader and teacher
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| He was Christ the redeemer
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| Christ the restorer
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| Christ the deliverer
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| Hate’s the only motivation, that’s how real we made it
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| Guilty by association, you affiliated
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| Smoking Newports while I’m riding the Willie Mays
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| Watch you niggas turn bitch, there’s nothing more humiliating
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| I wonder what my life be like, if I ain’t had no hobby
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| Probably dancing with the Devil, moving like a Jabbawockeez
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| I just want change, wonder how much that’ll cost me
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| I don’t think I have a heartbeat I’m just. |
| (alright fuck it)
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| Tempest keep raging my mind, don’t ever sleep
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| See my cousin in the cold, gave him a ride up the street
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| Blue flashing lights, pulled behind me it’s the police
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| So my cousin reached in his jeans, threw the burner under my seat
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| They pulled us out the car, got charged with a loaded 9
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| Cause he told the boys it was mine, I was facing a 5−9
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| My Mama sold the car, bailed out in a week or two
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| Before I caught that nigga slipping, I said what would Jesus do…
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| Not that Jesus is God
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| Because Jesus never told you to worship Him
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| He told you to follow Him
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| And you see, Pastor, when we praise Jesus
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| He’s worthy to be praised, we feel good don’t we
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| But not enough, follow Him
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| Rappers on TV with jewels, we idolize them
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| Picturing myself on the news and paparazzi
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| Bunch of grimy thoughts, niggas never had no conscience
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| I’ve been looking for a jux, being broke is not an option
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| I’ve never been violent, I’m shaking just being honest
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| Especially when my girl ain’t working and we was starving
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| Argue every minute, fighting in a small apartment
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| She tripping just non-stop and I’m like. |
| (shh bitch I got to go)
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| Looking for some pussy to fuck just for one night
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| Get some anger out my chest and bust until I’m right
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| Met this shorty at the bar, she was working for some tips
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| Took me back to her crib and I was nervous as a bitch
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| Her husband came home and he was lurking in the crib
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| While I was jerking in his bitch, he grabbed the burner out the 6
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| Bursting in the room, cocked it back, from me to you wait
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| Before you pull that trigger think of what would Jesus…
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| (Gun shots and screams)
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| You’re going to feel, the presence, of God
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| (Gun shots and screams) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wwjd , by - Joyner Lucas. Song from the album Along Came Joyner, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп