Bible Lyrics

I'ma restart my life whenever I say I feel like I fail

She said I'm all put right but treating me different so I had to bail

Man the money been tight

Stacking my bread and I swear that I'm leaving

It's all fun tonight when I wake up I'm back in my season

Feel I folded

I ain't have no motives

Pour the drink with the potion

Had me lost in the motions

Worry 'bout my clothing

She 'gone look at me and notice

I swear these h- bogus

But we gotta stay focused

See how I'm moving they see how I'm moving

I forgot about God but I'm back on my movement

In the sunken place but I'm reaching up

It's hard to love I don't believe in your luck

Yahweh coming he getting me out of my stuck rut

She a California rider

She got California rivals

On the Jersey south side

I'ma Jersey south sider

Dip me in the apple cider

Pour one out for that slider

Right hand on the Bible

Right hand on the Bible

I hope she 'gone come through (Let's get started now)

I got down to the route (You been falling down)

I know ain't nothing new (We been going 'round)

They don't know the truth (You keep falling down)

Keep me a cup so I pour out the lairs

I don't do fake n- cut 'em like wires

The game is still calling I keep getting flier

Smoke and mirrors clouding all of they fire

YoVedo don't care I don't hear what they say

They can't ever make a record like me

That's a fact in my city, name a few?

And my boy Og Homi be killing it too like

So why would I switch up? (No)

They don't know that I with bitterness

And she on the swisher (Swisher)

My anxiety already getting it

And she on the liquor (On the Liquor)

She don't even remember the pics she sent

But I looked at her Twitter (On her Twitter)

She don't got a job but I know she that she making rent boy

She a California rider

She got California rivals

On the Jersey south side

I'ma Jersey south sider

Dip me in the apple cider

Pour one out for that slider

Right hand on the Bible

Right hand on the Bible

I hope she 'gone come through (Let's get started now)

I got down to the route (You been falling down)

I know ain't nothing new (We been going 'round)

They don't know the truth (You keep falling down)

I got big rings told 'em to hold it and fit it

Friend to one enemy another they think that I'm wicked

B told me money power get my head and strings come with it

But I only got the truth belt tight blinged and fitted boy