Psalm 51 Songtext

I gotta heart but I'll put it up on Ebay
I'd go crazy listening to he say she say
Gotta put the man above first cause' that's who we praise

Bad bitch but she ain't' nothing like my last hoe
And it's true what they say shit I'm a asshole
I done made it out the gutta got my granny glad so
Nigga fuck yo opinion I'ma true trap soul
And I still will let it bang
I'm with the same niggas
Gang members
Grave diggers
We'll hit yo block and hit yo main hittas
I know Rell probably be mad if he found out that I paid hittas
Knowing I do the hittin' up I had to let Dre get em'
Tryna get rich off bodies
Still tryna click up with the opps no paparazzi
I can't believe that they said that they gon' pop me
The type top recruit in my city nigga who gon' top me
I just bought a demon just so I could go high speed
Gotta have mercy on me
I been hanging out the coupe forgetting to pray
The sun out I might go Jordan 6 with the J's
And my main homie kinda wild he be quick with the fade
I told em' chill I brought cutters I be quick with the blade
Gotta have mercy on my soul I'll take you there
Gotta have mercy on my soul I swear
Gotta have mercy on my soul I swear
Cause' where I come from swear it get cold out there
And we ain't make it to the league but we gotta let that heat bang
I gotta heart but I'll put it up on Ebay
I'd go crazy listening to he say she say
Gotta put the man above first cause' that's who we praise

Verse 2 I got this title out the bible
Like I said I bought a demon I know Hell want a arrival
I'ma chill on this verse
Still wondering what song gon' hit first
Clutching so much turn turned to a flaw my hip hurt
But it's still whatever with that side we can get up
And I know it's bad but until they die we can't give up
You gotta understand when they slide they tried to hit us
And my homie a rude boy he catch a body tell em' big up
They speak on karma but we be that
I lay where the heat at
I say where the heat at
Spin the block and do a relap
Tryna take my mind off the drama
Popped a perc I can't relapse
When I forget to pray to God sometimes
I feel like he mad

Gotta have mercy on me
I been hanging out the coupe forgetting to pray
The sun out I might go Jordan 6 with the J's
And my main homie kinda wild he be quick with the fade
I told em' chill I brought cutters I be quick with the blade
Gotta have mercy on my soul I'll take you there
Gotta have mercy on my soul I swear
Gotta have mercy on my soul I swear
Cause' where I come from swear it get cold out there
And we ain't make it to the league but we gotta let that heat bang
I gotta heart but I'll put it up on Ebay
I'd go crazy listening to he say she say
Gotta put the man above first cause' that's who we praise