Remedy - The Pulpit lyrics

[Chorus] Don't you know? This is the street life right here in the pulpit Where ni**as hustle all night, goons be shooting sh*t Keep your family in the house, lock your doors tonight Every hood where I come from the wars are like This is the street life right here in the pulpit Where ni**as hustle all night, goons be shooting sh*t Keep your family in the house, lock your doors tonight Every hood where I come from the wars are like [Verse 1: Conway the Machine] Uh, I cooked the best work my sh*t sell well Fingertips blistered all night back in 1212 Mama said your bullsh*t gonna get you in the jail cell fu*k it longest money on my books and I get messed up (I ain't trippin') Yeah I'm the ni**a you gotta check for Your whole set can su*k my dick, I don't respect y'all Child sign [?] got him raised in [?] Well, he gon' poke you in the neck [?] My other homie got two to four (Ah) Most of my shooters locked up so I'm recruiting more That mean [?] alone they gonna be shooting more (Brr) sh*t, all I gotta do is call [Verse 2] Yo, we used to bubble in the winter Bulletproof Benz even the skully was bulletproof Triple fat gooses clips longer than umbilicals Four crisp yellow coops Rocket launchers to push your living room Through the roof Sex money murder the name of the dust Your mother comes serving her she buy all my stuff Jury sculptured out votes from Gilligan's Island Heavy chains hundred Gs a week that's a piece of allowance Godfather clocks hang over the Scarface mural Go fronts mug shots finished well and coke wrong Glocks never penny pitched my ones addicted to zeroes Changed my face gained a limp, trick the Federal Bureau The national guards they played ejection Hungarian stars Holding them M16s looking for stocks Hip-hop's holiest gunning soloist Sun unloading clips The remedy you're left with sudden loneliness My condolences I'm from the era where they told you run your polo ships It states the key logo where the ocean is Couple Dobermans Reconnect lower fuse quick Put you in the news clip New whip Griselda Wu sh*t, new sh*t [Verse 3] Yeah, so listen while I'm speaking (True sh*t) I made money while I'm sleeping I see that everything's been realized life's tragic False prophecy there's no amount of money or magic Boils straight flushing four of a kind poker faces all in Throw the trips down while stakes climb I move quick they barely saw it Never hurt no one that don't deserve it Never rob no one that can't afford it The hidden gems of the jews I dropped the music stop Cool but the ruger hot Blue the spot [Chorus] Don't you know? This is the street life right here in the pulpit Where ni**as hustle all night, goons be shooting sh*t Keep your family in the house, lock your doors tonight Every hood where I come from the wars are like This is the street life right here in the pulpit Where ni**as hustle all night, goons be shooting sh*t Keep your family in the house, lock your doors tonight Every hood where I come from the wars are like [Outro] Don't you know?