Let me sing my song If you feel this shit, motherfucker sing along It's the Hood Pope Chain hang low, red rubies and the gold Young Trap Lord Feel your pain, I be down for my people Drinking Jesus juice G's hang low, red rubies and the gold
And we sick 'cause we hurting In a chrome fifth when they merked him They merked off an excursion All 'cause a nigga be lurking Big money should be earning A bunch of hooligans need churching I'm the hood pope, these my children And I'll be their Donny McClurkin Gold teeth when I'm smirking Bunch of little kids run round need nurturing Lord know that I ain't really perfect All of these clowns run around this circus Lord please witness my purpose Plus stop fucking these Persians Popping these bottles and popping these models Please tell me where is the Sherman And I'm smoking my weed, put me in my zone Demons chasing me 'cause they want my dome And I carry the heat and I sleep with the chrome 'Cause I'm in some beef and they want my dome
Let me sing my song If you feel this shit, motherfucker sing along It's the Hood Pope Chain hang low, red rubies and the gold Young Trap Lord Feel your pain, I be down for my people Drinking Jesus juice G's hang low, red rubies and the gold
God say something, you don't wanna go down Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound God say something, you don't wanna go down Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound God say something, you don't wanna go down Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound God say something, you don't wanna go down Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound
And I told you, told you time again That ain't true, gonna find your friends You talking about you riding with them And fighting with them, those ain't your friends You lying, lying on, I see, man Momma be crying \"Don't take him!\" Gotta be trying but he said \"I promise he won't, ever again\" God, he was a little child, he was a good kid for a while He found the streets and then it got wild God I promise, never again God, he is my only child, please don't wake him so he smile But all she hear is lonely sounds Now he won't talk ever again
Let me sing my song If you feel this shit, motherfucker sing along It's the Hood Pope Chain hang low, red rubies and the gold Young Trap Lord Feel your pain, I be down for my people Drinking Jesus juice G's hang low, red rubies and the gold