Those Guys - Good Lord lyrics

[Intro] Good lord, good lord Good lord [Verse 1: J. Al] A diss record never hurt me much So throw a shot, i throw machine gun rounds back The doc gon' have your a** laced up My n***a, who want what Fake n***as act accordingly, and b**hes wanna rapport with me because of what i'm recording, see Homie gon' ask me, j.al you feeling lonely? But i don't speak of such You been here from the start, i figure i owe you that much The only one i trust My one and only crutch so if i'm broke they gon' hate, hate Hate if you heal me up, hate if you will me up Tell me i should want more, cause tears from my struggle only give us a puddle to run through And might even slow us down even more I tell them what i live, homie, you tell them what you saw I've seen it all along Way before they would applaud, way before they would go aww Before our endeavors became reality in all I bow my head and say good lord [Hook] Crash course on what to ask for Good lord, good lord [Verse 2: Jova] Now where the gra** is much greener, i get purple heart treatment The hate match the gra** in demeanor I blew them away, my shoes of suede was much cleaner They blue in the face trying to say what ain't speakered Sounding like infants from your yellow bellied distance You can't make me red from what you said In my world, the golden rule still fits in You smudge this world of importance, you get blacked out from existence It started with a dollar and a dream I still got one of those, man, it's harder than it seems My mind is an unprocessed diamond, act smarter Stop trying to barter zirconias that gleam Rocking with the coldest, my statements the boldest, humble but not modest Nothing's hopeless, the records books are just paper, i'm the twelfth time folded [Hook]