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Guess What (feat. Caleb McCoy)

Threat

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Guess What (feat. Caleb McCoy)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Mccoy
Caleb Mccoy
Songwriter
Nabil Latafi
Nabil Latafi
Songwriter
Benjamin Paul
Benjamin Paul
Songwriter

Lyrics

This is not God's blessin' my n God don't want you to do no God don't want you to talk about no sex money cars clothes and hoes What makes you think this a blessin' What makes you think that You see, I'ma tell you somethin' They always want you to, you know these rappers All these singers all these big rappers that ya'll look up to They always tell you what the good bout but they never tell you what the bad part And that's crazy man Many nights I was a runaway Summer days in the streets like 100 days For the team, we gon' split the piece a hundred ways Split it once, and I bet you'll never want a team For the greed, they gon' hit you wit a hundred beams Money, power and respect, find out what it means Some will sacrifice respect and go to runnin' schemes We live as kings, good things always come in 3's Holy life like it's only right I tell the sinners and the saints so they know they plight Now I know cocaine ain't the only white Wash my sins white as blow- snowy white From the streets, but we wasn't thieves We was slaves chasin' freedom but by any means Sorry momma know the trouble come wit many dreams Just hold on to ya faith though it's unseen I'd rather sing about God than sing against Him Because understand that you're singing against Him You're rapping against Him You not singing for Him Understand this Ya'll be talkin about this for God Oh God thank you for this money That's not God money God ain't bless you that The devil can bless you too just like God can bless you The devil can bless you too just like God can bless you Best believe I'm from the North Side Ridin' through my city like a tour guide I'll keep it funky, I ain't never sat courtside But I had a pocket full of dimes sittin' porchside I was high and bugged out like a horsefly But right now, I only came to lift the Lord high Bless the prayers from the saints makin' the floor rise Calm the worst hood down during war time It's been a minute homie what it do And how you deal when you feelin uncomfortable And where you runnin' to when life gettin' too much for you That trauma gon' catch up with you so the Father gon' be clutch for you See I just wanna' see my people healed Thought you made it til' you gotta' climb a steeper hill Thought you made it when a label let you see a deal But even still you gotta' pay back them cheaper thrills So I give it all my best And everyday I make a choice the spirit or my flesh I'm really on my next, just check the blueprint sittin' on my desk I'm killin' off my debt like sorry had to get that off my chest Wish I could tell my past self stop wasting time And lead my people earlier cause some of 'em ain't survive Don't be afraid to die But don't rush your death If you only knew what's coming next, much respect out I want ya'll to understand this I love ya'll so much so it's like I'm tellin ya'll this ya'll don't understand But I'm young, I'm very intelligent so You now Like Like, this is not what God want ya'll to do Like If you gon' say it's God blessins talk about Him tell other people about God tell other people about Him And then ya'll can say it's a God blessin' but Goin' through stress and goin' through all this this what the devil want you to do so you can destroy yourself This what he wants you to do He wants you to destroy yourself And guess what
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