Joyner Lucas - WWJD lyrics

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas] I've never been a gang banger with street k**as If I protect myself, I'll be favoring all these n***as and I bought my first gun from my homie who tried to sell it A 9 with a couple bullets, just eyes when I'm out here looking Trying to find a job to survive so I stop tossing Hop inside the whip and then drive cause i walk often Stressing like a b**h, cause I'm tired of my Mom's apartment I'm Satan in God's office that's.. (alright hold up.) Shovels to my gravestone, kicking dirt on my coffin Broke b**hes with their hand out, cause they heard I was balling f** me so good, went to sleep, woke in the morning Six n***as in my face, Guns drawn with no warning Pistol whip, stomped me and left me like I was dead I had murder on my conscience, I was plotting on revenge Circling the block like I know what I need to do Before I co*k the f**ing hammer I said what would Jesus do... [Interlude] Because Christ is not only leader He was teacher But not just leader and teacher He was Christ the redeemer Christ the restorer Christ the deliverer [Verse 2: Joyner Lucas] Hate's the only motivation, that's how real we made it Guilty by a**ociation, you affiliated Smoking Newports while I'm riding the Willie Mays Watch you n***as turn b**h, there's nothing more humiliating I wonder what my life be like, if I ain't had no hobby Probably dancing with the Devil, moving like a Jabbawockeez I just want change, wonder how much that'll cost me I don't think I have a heartbeat I'm just.. (alright f** it) Tempest keep raging my mind, don't ever sleep See my cousin in the cold, gave him a ride up the street Blue flashing lights, pulled behind me it's the police So my cousin reached in his jeans, threw the burner under my seat They pulled us out the car, got charged with a loaded 9 Cause he told the boys it was mine, I was facing a 5-9 My Mama sold the car, bailed out in a week or two Before I caught that n***a slipping, I said what would Jesus do... [Interlude 2] Not that Jesus is God Because Jesus never told you to worship Him He told you to follow Him And you see, Pastor, when we praise Jesus He's worthy to be praised, we feel good don't we But not enough, follow Him [Verse 3: Joyner Lucas] Rappers on TV with j**els, we idolize them Picturing myself on the news and paparazzi Bunch of grimy thoughts, n***as never had no conscience I've been looking for a [?] being broke is not an option I've never been violent, I'm shaking just being honest Especially when my girl ain't working and we was starving Argue every minute, fighting in a small apartment She tripping just non-stop and I'm like.. (shh b**h I got to go) Looking for some p**y to f** just for one night Get some anger out my chest and bust until I'm right Met this shorty at the bar, she was working for some tips Took me back to her crib and I was nervous as a b**h Her husband came home and he was lurking in the crib While I was jerking in his b**h, he grabbed the burner out the 6 Bursting in the room, co*ked it back, from me to you wait Before you pull that trigger think of what would Jesus... (Gun shots and screams) You're going to feel, the presence, of God (Gun shots and screams)