Pops - 20 Karat Jesus lyrics

Part 1 [Intro] Yeah, Kane Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] My ambitions as a rider, n***a Survival off that powder, n***a Currently smokin' that k** in the hills Where you can't find a n***a Crack c**aine, microwave Dealer was on that type of n***a No sleep, bags under my eyes Is designer, n***a Blinded and misguided, n***a Heavenly Father take the wheel I'm on the interstate with some Guerrillas With sh** can get me like 200 years Thug in the pen', I need forgiveness I'm livin' like a every decision a sin I know my n***as don't want me to win Jealousy, choppin' off all of my friends [Bridge] I ride with that white-white, just like Fight Night we be weighin' in P.D is my pieces, 20 karats, Jesus say Amen Tricked off on my new b**h, she was half black and Malaysian Spent my last 200 thou' on a bird and a Mercedes Benz My dog used to pull up in a '99 GS300 Fresh up on the highway with the higher power, how you want it? First these hoes ain't want it, now they only here to Michael Jones it Mama said you live next door to d**h if you live in the moment [Verse 2] I-I-I be kickin' sh** like Solange in the elevator The goal when you try to kick that dope, stuck on the respirator Got symptoms of withdrawal from the fall when I used to ball I show you how in one summer one n***a could lose it all Like why we gotta feel this pain in our friends and family though? My cellie like to walk around in his sleep, I rather stay woke I must evoke, these are the results of the realest sh** that I wrote These hoes get in the wind, burn that a** quick like Galaxy Notes [Bridge] That's why I ride with that white-white, just like Fight Night we be weighin' in P.D is my pieces, 20 karats, Jesus say Amen Tricked off on my new b**h, she was half black and Malaysian Split my last two hundered thou' on a bird and Mercedes Benz My dog used to pull up in a '99 GS-300 Fresh up off the highway with the higher power, how you want it? First these hoes ain't want it, now they only here to Michael Jones it Mama said you live next door to d**h if you live in the moment [Verse 3] I-I-I be kickin' sh** just like Rodman did the camera man I peel 100 dope like the poppy seed in Afghanistan I been to drop by nuts but these cabbage hands do damage, n***a Rips from the clip leave you stiff, mannequin challenge, n***a Me and my chips with dip boy ain't no play play 'bout that Frito-Lay Tried to give me ten, I beat the case so it's gon' be okay Fresh up on the highway with the higher power, how you want it? Mama say I live next door to the d**h 'cause I live in the moment [Outro] Don't live in the moment Don't live in the moment I'll be there in the mornin' n***a, I'm livin' in the moment I'll be there in the mornin' I'll be there in the mornin' I'll be there in the mornin' n***a, I'm livin' in the moment Part 2 [Intro] Yeah, Kane, baby I drank Holy water [Verse 1] Quarter brick, half a brick, holy sh**, whole sh** Scar across my face, strap on my shoulder on some Tony sh** Taught myself the streets, you know my pop ain't never taught me sh** 'Cept, "f** a friend, you gon' be solo in your coffin, b**h" Walkin' home from work my .44 pulled up what I'm walkin' with Old folks out the church say, "He need Jesus, that boy off a bit" Preacher's daughter said, "I'll let you f** it just might cost a bit" Type a sh** a n***a been through make you dog a b**h Lost a b**h, married these streets, she prenup you can't divorce her Lyin' from my cell electrical tape on my tape recorder, s**er sh** Don't blow your money, young n***a, pay your lawyer n***as is wrapped in electrical tape, they walkin' tape recorders, yeah [Break] Yeah, b**h, your first motherfucin' mixtape was a snitch tape You ain't think I knew that sh** though I know though [Verse 2] Quarter brick, half a brick, holy sh**, whole sh** Drove on 65, brought 65 I sold the whole sh** Popo searched my cutla** on the road, I got my own sh** Boy, you know the rules, they pick you up, don't call my phone b**h Boy, you know the rules that sh** don't jump unless you sold it down S.W.A.T Team break, they cut the water off, can't flush the toilet down 454 my motor down, got green, got dough, got yola now They playin', they suffer exposure now, this rapper sh** just for the posers now The losers now, all these b**h n***as got videos up with their toolies out Everybody flashin' real money, n***as card credit, gettin' visa money I don't knock it I just do the dope and blow it, I gotta get it so I gotta see the money Y'all remember peacin' out 28th to get the blunt liquor and a piece of money young n***a [Outro] Young n***a Stay smooth, stay solid, n***a These n***as put your name on anythin' but a prayer Amen Glory be to God, what's happening, pimps? It is I, the alpha and omega, the original righteous player You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? It's your boy Jesus, man Ye,s my n***a, Jesus is your homeboy Say it again so I can uh reiterate it, man Your minds not ready and your heart's not open You know what I'm sayin'? That's what's wrong with you. man You doin' all that covetin' You tryin' to, you wan't what other n***as got You not even just payin' attention to your gift, n***a God gave you a gift, n***a Pay attention to what he got for you You, other n***as over here Yah he could sell dope real good, that's not your lane, my n***a God gave you hands, you a chef my n***a Chef up that boysenberry crème brûlée, man