Wit - Church Clothes lyrics

[Produced by Wit] [Intro] One time for H-Town One time for D-Town One time for A-Town, M-Town [Verse 1: Lecrae] R.I.P. to Medgar Evers, R.I.P. to Dr. King I ain't tryna' hate on my own kind But Al and Jesse don't speak for me I'm probably gon' catch some flack man But I'm-a swallow this pill like Pacman Some of these folks won't tell the truth Too busy try'na get them racks man Church try'na rob my paychecks Choir members probably having gay s** Pastor manipulatin' hurtin' women I wonder which he's gon' slay next Bookstore pimpin' them hope books Like God don't know how broke looks And telling me that I'm gon' reap a mil' If I sow into these low crooks Plus I know ol' girl a freak And how she singin' a solo I walked in the church wit a snapback And they tellin' me that that's a "no-no"? That's backwards, and I lack words For these actors called pastors All these folks is hypocrites And that's why I ain't at church Truthfully I'm just doin' me And I don't wanna face no scrutiny As long as the church keep wildin' out I can justify all my foolish deeds Smoking weed, pourin' up Keep that lean up in my cup Maybe I could change the world But this p**n on my laptop got me stuck Yeah I know what's right from wrong But that there ain't gon sell a song I rather sell my soul then save it If that's what make my money long It better not be no real God With real hope, that heals hearts That shows me that I ain't livin' up To all the things that He put me here for It better not be no real church Real saints, who pray hard And let me rock my snapback With the 501's and the J's on It better not be no real folk Who don't think that they better than you Straight or gay, drunk and high They walk through the cold and weather wit' 'chu 'Nah we don't wanna see that Cause that might mean "life change" That might mean I'm worth more than money, cars, s**, and pipe dreams Better not be no real Jesus, real forgiveness, for hurt folks If God gon' take me as I am I guess I already got on my church clothes