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Yung Bleu

Church

 

Church


(JD on the track)
And I know the hood gon' come say a word
(DMac on the fucking track)
Street nigga Bleu

I ain't go to church on Sunday but I still gotta talk the talk
Had to let you know that I roll my way time getting hard
Look to the stars and wonder how my life will be (For real)
If I never wrote this song and turned my back against street
Used to be a hunnid deep but nigga start switching
When [?] died my soul died, my heart start ticking
Felt like I was feeling, ready to give out crying in Bentley torque
Like what the fuck am living for?
I promise if you turn your back on me you will never see me again
Can't let you niggas get under my skin
Retaliation on my mind, Lord knows I got off of the scene
This pain feel like it's never going

I got a packet full of blue
This straight street nigga blue
You cross me up but am still with you
You ain't never met a real nigga

And I promise to be
The realest nigga you've ever seen
The realest nigga you'll ever need
The realest nigga you've ever seen
The realest nigga you'll ever need
'Cause I got love
For the both of us
Put a lock in my heart I think they know too much
Cover the cubans, hope I don't show too much
Oooh no but I don't show too much

And I'm looking at the moonlight, pity pat
Trying get this tune right
Think how to love you better
How to set the mood right
And if I move right I prolly have you forever
Some situations call for desperate measures
Wrote a letter, telling you my flaws, really hoping I can do better
One nigga I know committed suicide shot through the belly
I think I could've talked to him, how could I be so selfish
And not notice that he was obviously jealous
This is the shit am thinking about when am cruising
No window crack, with a.44, sitting here vibing to music
I tend to see illusions when am in my room, when am in my room

And I promise to be
The realest nigga you've ever seen
The realest nigga you'll ever need
The realest nigga you've ever seen
The realest nigga you'll ever need
'Cause I got love
For above the best
Put a lock in my heart I think they know too much
Cover the cubans ooh but I don't show too much
Oooh no but I don't show too much

The realest nigga you've ever seen
The realest nigga you'll ever need
The realest nigga you've ever seen
The realest nigga you'll ever need
'Cause I got love
For above the best
Put a lock in my heart I think they know too much
Put a lock in my heart I think they know too much
Oooh no but I don't show too much

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