Yes, Lord! - Styles P, IMAN

Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me

Give a fuck how they feelin', can’t match my energy

Conversations increasing, you ain’t no friend of me

Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, yeah

Lord forgive me, they offendin' me

Give a fuck how they feelin', can’t match my energy

Conversations increasing, you ain’t no friend of me

Yes Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, Yes Lord

Yeah, it’s marijuana and champagne

Need a Rollie made out of sand grains (Hahaha)

To tell time in a simulation (They don’t get it)

For stimulation of fearing flames

For a long flow, even your mom know (She know)

I could die and come back like I was John Snow (Word)

Turn you John Doe, no time, no (No time)

Knew I was done when drug dealers pushed the Milanos

Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me

Give a fuck how they feelin', can’t match my energy

Conversations increasing, you ain’t no friend of me

Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, yeah

Lord forgive me, they offendin' me

Give a fuck how they feelin', can’t match my energy

Conversations increasing, you ain’t no friend of me

Yes Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, Yes Lord

Drug dealers whippin' Milanos (Clean as fuck)

That’s right around the time I couldn’t get no McDonalds (Damn)

Then I hit the strip, start flippin' them bottles

Made a little money, smoke and sip in the bottle

Now I’m standin' outside like it wasn’t tomorrow (I'm outside)

If the front ain’t on my block, then you dip in them hollows (Just sayin')

And your mama would’ve said: «He ain’t the nigga to follow» (I'm followin' him)

And she would’ve been right (She ain’t right)

'Cause I wasn’t right (Hahaha)

You won’t get a buck fifty if I ain’t on the fight (Get that buck fifty)

And I grew up real rough, did shit outta spite (South side)

If you know about the game then you’d get out tonight (Whateva)

'Cause I knew in my teens, but I stayed in my thirties (I stayed)

Yeah, the water is purified but the drinkers is dirty

Got a gun and it’s certi

Another one in the birdie (Couple)

Give a fuck about a killer 'cause we all 730 (Give a fuck)

Yeah, I was tried by the fire so I arrived by the fire

Ghost

Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me

Give a fuck how they feelin', can’t match my energy

Conversations increasing, you ain’t no friend of me

Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, yeah

Lord forgive me, they offendin' me

Give a fuck how they feelin', can’t match my energy

Conversations increasing, you ain’t no friend of me

Yes Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, Yes Lord