Texty:
Church It S All Too Much

You know what I'm reppin' It's S double-O, W Double-O Black number 4?s I aint get it from the store, Buss know That all I know is [Chorus] All I know

s a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a

stop goin' to church I see God in the trees, makes me fall on my knees My depression keeps buildin' like a cup overfillin' My heart's so rigid I keep it in the frigid and It

been trodding on ya winepress much too long: Rebel, rebel! And we've been taken for granted much too long: Rebel, rebel now! (Trodding on the winepress) Trodding on the winepress (rebel): got to rebel, y'all

, it's all in the game, throwin' up blood Fuck it Layz', let's sign our life away Now see me? I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang It's hard to come

is you gon' stop a train You set your fires on your forest to burn it but then it rains It's like Babyface and them Jay We all got lies and R A M, you

your little boys success And I been thinkin', I'm dealin' with too much stress So I stay up on my p's and q's And watch out for the G's and fools Cause

broke-ass rap nigga [Chorus] KY Engineerin', fuzzy got 'em steerin' Fuzzy diamond earin's, M6 with them steerin's ??, re-rack diamond earin's That some John Dearin's

I could bring you home Flowers on tombstones Lets me know it's been too long Since I've been in those arms (Yours Mama) It's getting colder every winter