Soul Cry lyrics

[Intro]
(Pipe that sh*t up, TnT)
(Tahj Money)

[Refrain]
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol
Can't put my trust up in no dirty n*gga
I had the stick on me when I worked at [?]
They play games and hid like turtles n*gga (Sheesh)
That's why we murder n*ggas
I know a pastor with a body n*gga
So I don't read no Bible scriptures

[Pre-Chorus]
And I say, "Uh-uh"
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
"Uh-uh"
We make pistols spark when it's dark n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
"Uh-uh"
I hopped off that porch with the torch n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
"Uh-uh"
We make pistols spark when it's dark n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)

[Chorus]
Lord can You hear my soul cry? (You know the Bible a lie, you hear me? But I still)
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (I still praise God, you hear me?)
Yeah, the only thing that make me happy (But the Bible is a lie,) I ain't tryna see no f*ckin' pastor
Is when we walk a n*gga down (That n*gga doin' worser than me, you hear me?)
[Verse]
I know a gangster ass n*gga put his stick before his kids
I believe in God, I pray to him before I sin
Many tried, many died, felt the flame from the gat
Six feet under dirt, dig 'em up, you want him back (Boom-boom)
I could go stupid with this dirty SIG (Bah)
I'ma put you on the front page 'fore you take my momma kid (b*tch)
I'm out my body, out my top, I'm out my f*ckin league, yeah
Big ol' stepper, head dresser, tell me how you want your wig?
Split his sh*t and do a bid
I get jiggy with that stick, we can dance, we could tango (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
If I want him bad, hop his fence f*ck a gate code (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
If he try me then he f*cked like a b*tch off of Bang Bros
I'm thuggin' I can't help it, told the Lord that I can't go

[Pre-Chorus]
And I say, "Uh-uh"
I hopped off that porch with the torch, n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
"Uh-uh"
We make pistols spark when it's dark n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
"Uh-uh"
I hopped off that porch with the torch n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
"Uh-uh"
We make pistols spark when it's dark n*gga (Yeah-yeah-yeah)

[Chorus]
Lord, can You hear my soul cry? (Lord, You hear me cryin'?)
I ain't prayed in a while, yeah (I ain't prayed in f*ckin' a while)
Yeah, the only thing that make me happy ([?])
Is when we walk a n*gga down (Pray we gon' murk the n*gga)
[Refrain]
I put my trust up in this dirty pistol
Can't put my trust up in no dirty n*gga
I had the stick on me when I worked at [?]
They play games and hid like turtles n*gga (Sheesh)
That's why we murder n*ggas
I know a pastor with a body n*gga
So I don't read no Bible scriptures (Boom-boom)

[Outro]
You know the Bible a lie, you hear me? But I still
I still praise God, you hear me?
But the Bible is a lie
I ain't tryna see no f*ckin' pastor
That n*gga doin' worser than me, you hear me?