Kenan & Kel ft. Fedd The God Lyrics

I'm sorry pops

I use to hate you fr

Until found out it was hard

To make mills in texas

Switching cribs Selling bows

Flipping shit a Nigga streessin

How we supposed to use the gps

If we don't got directions

But i got the address

To this stain

I'm finna make a sale

Stop risking Shit

If you don't got enough

To get you out on bail

How that stress feel

My daddy tried to print that money

For that house on sugar hill

We stayed on the hunnit

Where A Hunnit dollas get you killed

Appreciate my sister putting

Me all on to that Soul 4real

Hopped up off that porch

Into the streets

Man it was so for real

Lost my nigga right there

On the creek

I seen his soul for real

This life don't owe my Shit

I know I'm not from earth

But while in this bitch

I won't give up

(Im finna make it work)

Sparky got a baby on the way

I'm finna go to church

And tell the lord forgive me in advance

For robbing banks and clerks

Bae before sit down on this dick

Tell me what's in ya purse

How long did you have this bank

Oh we can make it work

If the rap don't work

I'm buying 20 ps

Fronting all my niggaz

And my bitch

And we gone make it bleed

I aint trippin if they don't wanna

Do no song wit me

Deep off in LA

Where Nigga politicking

Was smoking pot while i was pissin

Smoked his top then left him pissy

Talking crazy

But his bitch know just how we living

I'll Never hit ha raw

And no we ain't doing no kissin

Knowin this is your broad

She doing all the thinking

She treat me like god

I gave her something to believe in

Po up Kenan and Kel

Orange soda

Mix the lean in

(Orange soda mix the Lean in)

Po up Kenan and Kel

Orange soda

Mix the lean in

Po up Kenan and Kel

Orange soda

Mix the lean in

Huh they want that Northside shit bitch

Check the cameras and the back ups

Before you let a fan in

If a nigga go against me

Then he under cement

Hunnit fifty's twenties

Only god that believe in (Big racks)

Percocet dick got her hollering and screaming

Mushroom capsules is a reason

Why a nigga cheesin

My shooters slide wit a hunnit shots

Well make you bits and peaces

Srt hell cat came wit red keys

She aint fucking but she

Want some money bitch please

What up Deji you know I'm

Sliding bout my pesos

10 Year run i made a hunnit off of pego

Activist I use to pour it in a Fuego

I heard federal in town

Its time to lay low

Aww shit they let the Taylor niggaz

In here we on dog shit

I swing my dreads back and forth

And start a mosh pit

She hate me and she love me cuz

Im toxic

Kenan and kell

This ain't the mono burger

She know i got racks

That's why she falling over

Ima dog she's a dog

We love to Dog each other

And if a nigga touch my dog

The coroner call his mother (Muah)