Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cathedral , by - TrapMoneyBennyRelease date: 08.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cathedral |
| Two hoes and a 8 ball |
| John Travolta gas smoke my face off |
| Told her give me face while I make calls |
| White girl with me, look like Kate Moss |
| Loud and lean and liquor for the ladies |
| Talkin crazy, nigga drummin like the cadence |
| Try to play the kid like my name |
| I fuck every bitch I want, just like Michael Lao |
| K to the E to the Y, tossin Don Perignon to the sky |
| For my niggas locked up in the yard |
| For my niggas up there in the sky |
| K to the E to the Y, Thugged out with your bitch gettin high |
| With my middle finger up in the sky |
| Put your middle finger up in the sky |
| I made it out alive, nigga hallelujah |
| I did it for my side, nigga hallelujah |
| I thank god, cathedral |
| I break bread with my people |
| I’m dodgin all of these evils |
| Can’t bring me down |
| I made it out alive, nigga hallelujah |
| I did it for my side, nigga hallelujah |
| I thank god, cathedral |
| I break bread with my people |
| I’m pray to god that these evils |
| Don’t bring me down |
| Cup filled with Ginger Ale and Jameson all in it |
| Whip filled with hoes with natural hair be faded in it |
| And no I can’t be stingy, you know that I got plenty |
| So I gotta take 'em home, If I don’t my girl be trippin out |
| Way too drunk, it’s already one I might not make it out |
| Pray to god my brother they need to let him out |
| We got our money up now, yeah we made it out |
| Them days of sleeping on the couch, oh yeah they faded out |
| Look at everywhere we been, and where we at now |
| They be frontin hard, but now we never back down |
| I’m just tryna do it right, and y’all just doin me wrong |
| If we can’t do that shit together, then leave me alone |
| I made it out alive, nigga hallelujah |
| I did it for my side, nigga hallelujah |
| I thank god, cathedral |
| I break bread with my people |
| I’m dodgin all of these evils |
| Can’t bring me down |
| I made it out alive, nigga hallelujah |
| I did it for my side, nigga hallelujah |
| I thank god, cathedral |
| I break bread with my people |
| I’m pray to god that these evils |
| Don’t bring me down |
| Hollywood got 40 I can’t stop cryin |
| She telling me she love me, I’m like stop lying |
| That 40 make em halt like a stop sign |
| You ain’t even gotta worry, boy I got mine |
| I hope you got your jacket, it’s a cold world |
| Getting consoled by your old girl |
| Mi casa su casa I fucked your homegirl |
| She was bein stiff on ya made her toe curl |
| Black niggas lying gettin' they partners time |
| I keep rolling up the pound, tryna not lose my mind |
| K to the E to the Y, runnin up while your bitch get live |
| Still got my middle finger up high |
| Still got my middle finger up high |
| I made it out alive, nigga hallelujah |
| I did it for my side, nigga hallelujah |
| I thank god, cathedral |
| I break bread with my people |
| I’m dodgin all of these evils |
| Can’t bring me down |
| I made it out alive, nigga hallelujah |
| I did it for my side, nigga hallelujah |
| I thank god, cathedral |
| I break bread with my people |
| I’m pray to god that these evils |
| Don’t bring me down |