Gunplay - No Church lyrics

[Intro] This is the f**ing sh** I be talking about Half rapping a** motherf**ers You think it’s a game, you think it’s a f**ing game Come on [Verse] You know how it go, for life my n***a, on sight my n***a Die slow, my n***a, copy, ten four my n***a Real n***a online and I came just in time You gotta go get yours but I came strapped with mines Motherf**er don’t play with me, run up and hang with me And the ak with me, all day with me and I got stones, pocket full of those And I got hoes I couple of them yos Hold up, MMG that’s murda, mayhem godamn it that’s me CCC, Carol City Cartel, go hard here for the fee f** how you feel, give a f** who you is, what you bout sponsored links What you done, who you k**ed I stunted all on any motherf**er out here That’s word to every motherf**er not here I could smell the money, macaveli money Bounty on your brain, that’s psychedelic money I don’t ask if I could, I’m good, shoot Putting down at your baby mama crib like a brew I sell anything, coke, amphetamines, 44 loaded next to the king James Low life, my n***as all sting rays Hey, mobbed tied to the string rate One time for the inmates, my n***a B Boy, my n***a V Ray My n***a Kaino, they gon’ be straight This for the robbers shaking all the cops on the e way [Hook]x4 No church for the rats n***a, n***a