20 Karat Jesus lyrics

Part 1

[Intro]
Yeah, Kane
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
My ambitions as a rider, n*gga, survival off that powder, n*gga
Currently smokin' that kill in the hills where you can't find a n*gga
Crack cocaine, microwave, dinner was on that timer, n*gga
No sleep, bags under my eyes is designer, n*gga
Blinded and misguided, n*gga, Heavenly Father take the wheel
I'm on the interstate with some gorilla weight
sh*t that can get me like 200 years
Duckin' the pen', I need forgiveness
I'm livin' like a every decision a sin
I know my n*ggas don't want me to win
Jealousy, choppin' off all of my friends

[Chorus]
I ride with that white-white, just like fight night we be weighin' in
VVS my pieces, 20 karat Jesus say amen
Tricked off on my new b*tch, she was half black and Malaysian
Spent my last 200 thou' on a bird and a Mercedes Benz
My dog used to pull up in a '99 GS-300
Fresh up on the highway with the higher power, how you want it?
First these hoes ain't want it
Now they only here to Michael Jones it (Mike Jones!)
Mama said you live next door to death if you live in the moment
[Verse 2]
Now I-I-I-I be kickin' sh*t like Solange in the elevator
The goal when you try to kick that dope, stuck on the respirator
Got symptoms of withdrawal from the fall when I used to ball
I show you how in one summer one n*gga could lose it all
Like why we gotta feel this pain and her friends and family don't?
My cellie like to walk around in his sleep, I rather stay woke
I must evoke, these are the results of the realest sh*t that I wrote
These hoes get in your ear and burn that ass quick like Galaxy Notes

[Chorus]
That's why I ride with that white-white, just like fight night we be weighin' in
VVS my pieces, 20 karat Jesus say amen
Tricked off on my new b*tch, she was half black and Malaysian
Split my last two hundred thou' on a bird and Mercedes Benz
My dog used to pull up in a '99 GS-300
Fresh up off the highway with the higher power, how you want it?
First these hoes ain't want it
Now they only here to Michael Jones it (Mike Jones!)
Mama said you live next door to death if you live in the moment

[Verse 3]
I-I-I-I be kickin' sh*t just like Rodman did the camera man
I'm pure 100 dope like the poppy seed in Afghanistan
I been done dropped my nuts for this cabbage, hands do damage, n*gga
Rips from the clip leave you stiff, Mannequin Challenge, n*gga
Me and my chips with dip boy, ain't no play play 'bout that Frito-Lay
Tried to give me ten, I beat the case so it's gon' be okay
Fresh up on the highway with the higher power, how you want it?
Mama say I live next door to the death cause I live in the moment
[Outro]
Don't live in the moment
Don't live in the moment
I'll be there in the mornin'
n*gga, I'm livin' in the moment
I'll be there in the mornin'
I'll be there in the mornin'
I'll be there in the mornin'
n*gga, I'm livin' in the moment

Part 2

[Intro]
Yeah, Kane baby
I drink holy water

[Verse 1]
Quarter brick, half a brick, holy sh*t, whole sh*t
Scar across my face, strap on my shoulder on some Tony sh*t
Taught myself the streets, you know my pop ain't never taught me sh*t
'Cept, "f*ck a friend, you gon' be solo in your coffin, b*tch"
Walkin' home from work, my .44 bulldog what I'm walkin' with
Old folks out the church say, "He need Jesus, that boy off a bit"
Preacher's daughter said, "I'll let you f*ck, it just might cost a bit"
Type of sh*t a n*gga been through make you dog a b*tch
Lost a b*tch, married these streets, she prenup, you can't divorce her
Lyin' from my cell, electrical tape on my tape recorder, sucker sh*t
Don't blow your money, young n*gga, pay your lawyer
n*ggas is wrapped in electrical tape, they walkin' tape recorders, yeah
[Break]
Yeah, b*tch, your first motherf*ckin' mixtape was a snitch tape
You ain't think I knew that sh*t though, I know though

[Verse 2]
Quarter brick, half a brick, holy sh*t, whole sh*t
Drove on 65, brought 65, I sold the whole sh*t
Po-po searched my Cutlass on the road, I got my Os hit
Boy you know the rules, they pick you up, don't call my phone b*tch
Boy you know the rules, that sh*t don't jump unless you sold it down
S.W.A.T. team break, they cut the water off, can't flush the toilet down
454 my motor down, got green, got dog, got Yoda now
They playin' theyself for exposure now, this rappin' sh*t just for the posers now
The losers now
All these b*tch n*ggas got videos up with their toolies out
Everybody flashin' real money
n*ggas card crackin', gettin' Visa money
I don't knock it, I just do the dope and blow it
I gotta get it so I gotta see the money
Y'all remember peacin' out 28th
To get the blunt liquor and a piece of money, young n*gga

[Break]
Young n*gga
Stay smooth, stay solid, n*gga
These n*ggas'll put your name in everythin' but a prayer, amen

[Outro: Slink Johnson]
Glory be to God, what's happening, pimps?
It is I, the alpha and omega, the original righteous player
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
It's your boy Jesus, man
Yes my n*gga, Jesus is your homeboy
Hahahahahah
Say it again so I can uh reiterate it, man
Your minds not ready and your heart's not open
You know what I'm sayin'?
That's what's wrong with you, man
You doin' all that covetin'
You tryin' to, you-you-you wan't what other n*ggas got
You not even just payin' attention to your gift, n*gga
God gave you a gift, n*gga
Pay attention to what he got for you
You, other n*ggas over here
Yeah, he could sell dope real good, that's not your lane, my n*gga
God gave you hands, you a chef my n*gga
Chef up that boysenberry crème brûlée, man