Oh Lord lyrics

[Intro]
It's Nev on the beat, n*gga
Young Jefe, holmes
Boss

[Chorus]
I can feel somebody cryin’ for me, like, "Oh, Lord" (Oh, Lord)
That n*gga turned his back on you, yeah, that's your dog (Nope)
My b*tch, she givin' love, told her to hold on (Hold on)
’Cause any given day can get caught in a war zone (Oh-oh)
Lil' mama, she a dime, so I paid her student loan (God damn)
And my n*gga love to talk, now I can't even use phones (God damn, God damn)
I think these n*ggas lyin', that's why I don't do their songs (Yah)
Everybody wanna ride the wave when you on (Yah, yah, yah)

[Verse 1]
Can't begin to relax (Yeah) a whole lot (A whole lot)
Brought her into my head, y'all, like a Tylenol
Got a little model broad (Uh), yeah, she know how to f*ck
R-I-P my dawg (Uh), yeah, I miss all of y’all (God damn, God damn)
I just sent some bread to my n*gga in the pen
When they ask the question, "Suck my di*k" is what he said (Hahahaha)
On murder’s where I'll stand on until I’m bloody red (Okay)
I'll murder you on camera, holmes, no, I ain't f*ckin' scared (Uh)
Peanut butter jelly ’til I motherf*ckin' lost it (Uh)
n*gga, you should see my mansion, look like a motherf*ckin' apartment
Pull that God damn Maybach out (Yah), feel good that I ain't stoppin' (Good)
n*gga, my Glock got a double, check it, we can get it poppin', n*gga
[Chorus]
I can feel somebody cryin' for me, like, "Oh, Lord" (Oh, Lord)
That n*gga turned his back on you, yeah, that's your dog (Nope)
My b*tch, she givin' love, told her to hold on (Hold on)
'Cause any given day can get caught in a war zone (Oh-oh)
Lil' mama, she a dime, so I paid her student loan (God damn)
And my n*gga love to talk, now I can't even use phones (God damn, God damn)
I think these n*ggas lyin', that's why I don't do their songs (Yah)
Everybody wanna ride the wave when you on (Yah, yah, yah)

[Verse 2]
Hundred rounds in my TEC, got them choppers on the deck (B-r-r-r)
Got her movin' smart now, she different, I'm playin' chess (Gang)
Got that big boy Rolly, now I want the Patek ('Tek)
Got that money and power and a whole lot of 'guettes (Gang)
Fell out with two of my homies 'cause one a snake and one a rat
Damn, I thought I could trust you, but you lost all my respect (f*ck it)
Thought you was better than that, f*ck it, I know what to expect (I know what to expect)
It's gon' be a murder, it's gon' be a mess (B-r-r-r)
Pull up with them choppers, make it rain on your set (Murder, murder, murder)
I been gone all night, I barely even slept (I barely even slept)
Lil' b*tch, that pus*y dead, the f*ck you thought you wasn't gettin'? (Thought you wasn't gettin'?)
My mama know I thug and grandpa got me on them gats
A n*gga play with three, the police know what's comin' next
I done did my dirt, know n*ggas might want get back (Might want get back)
She from way out in the suburbs, have her in the projects
She say she worried 'bout me, I stay on point, I keep the gat (Murder, murder, murder)
[Chorus]
I can feel somebody cryin' for me, like, "Oh, Lord" (Oh, Lord)
That n*gga turned his back on you, yeah, that's your dog (Nope)
My b*tch, she givin' love, told her to hold on (Hold on)
'Cause any given day can get caught in a war zone (Oh-oh)
Lil' mama, she a dime, so I paid her student loan (God damn)
And my n*gga love to talk, now I can't even use phones (God damn, God damn)
I think these n*ggas lyin', that's why I don't do their songs (Yah)
Everybody wanna ride the wave when you on (Yah, yah, yah)