KeY Wane - Amen (Remix) (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro:] Uhhh Yay Yay oh Yeaah Yeah Yeah DJ Orator Turn it up Turn it up [Verse 1: Game] There's a lot of sad people in the building, amen Batman got n***as k**ing, God damn We gotta pray for our people children, amen I tell you honor let that p**y out So I can light him up just like a church, preach You let them out he getting murked, preach Who in prison gon k** him first, preach You gonna be riding in a hearse, oh preach In that Maserati 2d, smoking on that oowee Try not to brag, but I keep the cash Got 50 racks in my Louie, got 40 more in my cuji She riding round in that new me So the f** to feel my j**elery on She mad about it b**h sue me Yeah she blew me, that was last week She call yesterday, I put her on her knees And I let her pray, and I kicked her out I gotta do me n***as always talking like they spit harder than Game I done battled Jay, I done battle Fif' and I'm still sitting in my Range Playing battlefield with a bad b**h swerving in and out of them lanes You don't like me you can kiss my a**, my pinky ring and my chain I done sold records, I done sold hoes, I done sold weed and 'caine Got the game sewed up, n***a hold up, down south I'm Wayne Pittsburgh I'm Wiz, New York I'm Jay Atl I'm Andre, and in the MIA I'm Rozay b**h pa** the Rose, I'm spazzing out, they a** is out I'm cashing out Ke$ha n***a gonna bring back beemers Resurrect around easter, get my check around? Get my Rolls Royce: feet up, renew my french b**h: Visa And hit the church, preach n***a so good I got a curse, preach I threw that Bentley in reverse, screech [Meek Mill] I just wanna thank God For all the pretty women he let into my life All the Benjamins you let me count Wealth and health For my family And lettin' me ball on these n***as [Hook: Meek Mill] Now there's a lot of bad b**hes in the building (Amen) A couple real n***as in the building (Amen) I'm finna k** n***as in the building (Amen) I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when And I say church (Preach) We make it light up like a church (Preach) She wanna f** and I say church (Preach) Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Preach) [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Bottle after bottle, drink until I overdose Pull up in the Phantom, watch them b**hes catch the Holy Ghost Errtime I step up in the dealer I be goin' broke Shorty wanna f** me, I say get on top and roller coast And I lay back, she go cray, f** me good, but she no stay Murder on that p**y let her boyfriend get that DOA Get it? And all I get is Frito Lay Plus I'm on probation, when they test me I just pee Rosé Cause last night, I went hard, Peach Ciroc, Patron and all Thirty racks on magnum bottles, I think I was born to ball Lookin' like a million plus, fresh I'm out that corner store Hater I be doin' me, you guys should be doin' y'all I'm stackin' money to the ceiling All this ice that's in my Rollie I be chilling And I just made a couple million So I could take care of them children, let's go [Hook] [Verse 2: Drake] Just bought my n***as some caine, so much it came with a plane Bought my n***as some dope, so much it came with a boat I just bought me a crib so big it came with a moat For n***as jumping the fence I hope you n***as can float And I just hope that I'm forgiven for carin' 'bout how they livin' And loanin a little money and keepin' 'em out of prison I ain't lyin' in my verses I'm just telling you the basics Of growin' up with your friends and becoming the one that made it Yes lord! All gold, man I got these b**hes soul Talking bout these other rappers getting old is even getting old Worrying about your followers, you need to get your dollars up Me and Meek, young n***as poppin' like our collars up And good ain't good enough, and your hood ain't hood enough Spent my whole life putting on, you spend your whole life putting up Ain't no telling when I go, so there ain't sh** that I'mma wait for I'm the type to say a prayer, then go get what I just prayed for [Hook] [Verse 3: Meek Mill and Jeremih] Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm just tryna win And she a devil in a dress but if she knock I let her in And if she knock I let her in I have her wet by 12 o' clock, then 3 o' clock she wet again I'm screaming Oh Lord, that p**y good, that p**y good I'm tryna hold on, I wish I could, you think I should She got that million dollar body, shorty my Bugatti And she said she got a man, we keep it secret Illuminati (Got Patron on deck) And Ciroc all in my bottle (Push it all on her) She was on that Reposado (She take it all off) And I think I'll rep Serato In this b**h I'm spending like I hit the lotto cause it's a lot of... [Hook]