Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guess What, artist - Threat
Date of issue: 06.08.2021
Song language: English
Guess What |
This is not God’s blessin' my n**** |
God don’t want you to do no |
God don’t want you to talk about no sex money cars clothes and hoes |
What makes you think this a blessin' |
What makes you think that |
You see, I’ma tell you somethin' |
They always want you to, you know these rappers |
All these singers all these big rappers that ya’ll look up to |
They always tell you what the good bout but they never tell you what the bad |
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And that’s crazy man |
Many nights I was a runaway |
Summer days in the streets like 100 days |
For the team, we gon' split the piece a hundred ways |
Split it once, and I bet you’ll never want a tam |
For the greed, they gon' hit you wit a hundred bams |
Money, power and respect, find out what it means |
Some will sacrifice respect and go to runnin' schemes |
We live as kings, good things always come in 3's |
Holy life like it’s only right |
I tell the sinners and the saints so they know they plight |
Now I know cocaine ain’t the only white |
Wash my sins white as blow- snowy white |
From the streets, but we wasn’t thieves |
We was slaves chasin' freedom but by any means |
Sorry momma know the trouble come wit many dreams |
Just hold on to ya faith though it’s unseen |
I’d rather sing about God than sing against Him |
Because understand that you’re singing against Him |
You’re rapping against Him |
You not singing for Him |
Understand this |
Ya’ll be talkin about this for God Oh God thank you for this money |
That’s not God money God ain’t bless you that |
The devil can bless you too just like God can bless you |
The devil can bless you too just like God can bless you |
Best believe I’m from the North Side |
Ridin' through my city like a tour guide |
I’ll keep it funky, I ain’t never sat courtside |
But I had a pocket full of dimes sittin' porchside |
I was high and bugged out like a horsefly |
But right now, I only came to lift the Lord high |
Bless the prayers from the saints makin' the floor rise |
Calm the worst hood down during war time |
It’s been a minute homie what it do |
And how you deal when you feelin uncomfortable |
And where you runnin' to when life gettin' too much for you |
That trauma gon' catch up with you so the Father gon' be clutch for you |
See I just wanna' see my people healed |
Thought you made it til' you gotta' climb a steeper hill |
Thought you made it when a label let you see a deal |
But even still you gotta' pay back them cheaper thrills |
So I give it all my best |
And everyday I make a choice the spirit or my flesh |
I’m really on my next, just check the blueprint sittin' on my desk |
I’m killin' off my debt like sorry had to get that off my chest |
Wish I could tell my past self stop wasting time |
And lead my people earlier cause some of 'em ain’t survive |
Don’t be afraid to die |
But don’t rush your death |
If you only knew what’s coming next, much respect out |
I want ya’ll to understand this I love ya’ll so much so it’s like |
I’m tellin ya’ll this ya’ll don’t understand |
But I’m young, I’m very intelligent so |
You now |
Like |
Like, this is not what God want ya’ll to do |
Like |
If you gon' say it’s God blessins talk about Him |
Tell other people about God |
Tell other people about Him |
And then ya’ll can say it’s a God blessin' but |
Goin' through stress and goin' through all this this what the devil want you to |
do so you can destroy yourself |
This what he wants you to do |
He wants you to destroy yourself |
And guess what |