Church Lyrics

Congregation take a seat to service is in session

I've been creating money schemes since an adolescent

Watch every member on your team, I swear I learned my lesson

My bro was stealing bread from me, I fell back ain't address him

I was always a good student, niggas never test me

Don't ever value bread or fame over your progression

I see the fear in niggas' eyes when I up the weapon

You can run but never hide from a Smith & Wesson

I popped some X to catch a vibe but it never helped me

It only leads to doing crime all my niggas deadly

You can walk a fucking mile and still never tread me

It's bout to be my time to shine, I know you niggas dread it

Who can I run to the times I feel alone

Or who can I trust to step foot in my home

I swear I'm ignoring messages that hit my phone

They wish me well but I just know they don't

I swear I've been paper chasing, ain't got time to chase a bitch

I've been having dreams of getting all my family rich

But nobody's solid because all the real ones switched

What they know about stretching dollars just to put food in the fridge

Run this check up by my lonely, that is my only option

Respect my authority, make sure you move with caution

I have no comparison, man, all them niggas flodging

I done got to preaching, I swear I don't do this often

Congregation take a seat, the service is in session

I've been creating money schemes since an adolescent

Watch every member on your team, I swear I learned my lesson

My bro was stealing bread from me, I fell back ain't address him

I was always a good student, niggas never test me

Don't ever value bread or fame over your progression

I see the fear in niggas' eyes when I up the weapon

You can run but never hide from a Smith and Wesson

KeLow thuggin' with me, I swear he bring 9-11

This ain't a dream, we really tryna send your guys to heaven

I'm never failing, take the dice and then I roll a seven

I shouldn't fear no man but God, man, you can ask the reverend

They tryna pick a bone because I never follow rules

I heard that they want me dead but I like shooting too

I had gas, and niggas off they ass serving in school

Get rich and stay humble, just stay low, that's what I do

Congregation take a seat, the service is in session

I've been creating money schemes since an adolescent

Watch every member on your team, I swear I learned my lesson

My bro was stealing bread from me, I fell back ain't address him

I was always a good student, niggas never test me

Don't ever value bread or fame over your progression

I see the fear in niggas' eyes when I up the weapon

You can run but never hide from a Smith and Wesson

And I don't run from my fuckin' blessing

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