SCRIPTURE Lyrics

Coming down from a high

I know I'll never get back

No crack fiend

But

That screams louder

Than any pack

I'll roll up these backwoods

Til they have me on my back

In the back of that

Squad car

Will your squad

Have your back?

Or go to bat for you?

You question that?

Then here's a nose

Bow tie

And hat for you

Clown ass niggas

Fake smile ass niggas

Airbnb's

And leases

In denial ass niggas

But who am I?

Shit, nobody really

Let the pen talk

Since nobody hear me

But to aid em'

With they wages

When you make it

It's a puppet show really

How they acting when that bucket run empty?

Plugged in

Finessing niggas

But be nervous to skimp me

I'll match your crazy

The ren to your stimpy

Speak to me gently

Tempting for me to

Want them to tempt me

I always took the higher road

But they

Planning my downfall

To a T

That's just minus the grizzly

How I respond is to set higher goals

But if they foes

Then they best watch they hoe

Blow for blow

She the best with the throat

You do what's told

I just do what I know

But

Imagine selling your

Soul

Cause niggas sold you a dream

After you bought into it

The past won't as bad as it seemed

Damn

Look back?

Wish I would

Book bag full of woods

Smoked away my past

Now the past get overlooked

Uh

Treat my words like scripture

Like I'm preaching

But I don't talk a lot

Safe to say you got a problem

Meet me in the parking lot

Look back?

Wish I would

Book bag full of woods

Smoked away my past

Now the past get overlooked

Uh

Treat my words like scripture

Like I'm preaching

But I don't talk a lot

Safe to say you got a problem

Meet me in the parking lot

Backing out the parking spot

With a couple bands

And a couple grams

While she off my top

No freestyle

They know that it's peace now

When they get off the block

Really it's a feast now

Niggas clicking up

And all got each other on speed dial

Waiting patient

for your location

Word to Khalid

Confessing what they did

To they fathers

Who ain't the priest

More like OG's

Or niggas they

Aspire to be

Meanwhile them

OG's

Earned they stripes

It won't appear on your feed

Meaning that lick

Them niggas hit

Lead them to their own defeat

They hit that lick

And now the victim

Ain't alone on TV

But

Imagine counting your bread

Instead of counting your days

Amounting to nothing

Now you looking like bounty

And prey

Damn

Look back?

Wish I would

Book bag full of woods

Smoked away my past

Now the past get overlooked

Uh

Treat my words like scripture

Like I'm preaching

But I don't talk a lot

Safe to say you got a problem

Meet me in the parking lot

Look back?

Wish I would

Book bag full of woods

Smoked away my past

Now the past get overlooked

Uh

Treat my words like scripture

Like I'm preaching

But I don't talk a lot

Safe to say you got a problem

Meet me in the parking lot

For real