Conway The Machine, Freddie Gibbs - Seen Everything But Jesus lyrics

Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S.

[Conway The Machine, Freddie Gibbs - Seen Everything But Jesus lyrics]

Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, woah, oh (Ha ha haha) yeah (Ha)
Yeah, yeah (Ha ha ha) yeah, yeah
(I felt like singin',  nigga) ,  uh

I did a lot of shit that I regret 
(Lot of shit I regret) , yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, take back)
But I was tryna just get my respect
(Tryna just get my respect) , uh
I'll catch the body when I ring this MAC
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lord knows that I'm tryin'
(Lord knows) , but we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a
Nigga if my babies is cryin'
(You know I'm slidin', for my babies)
I'ma forever stay solid (yeah, yeah) , look

Lil Lotto got shot, Mikey B got shot (Psh)
Lou and Jojo got shot, ChineGun got shot
(Rest in peace, niggas)
I start my verse sayin' they names
To show we haven't forgot (Uh, huh)
I'm reminiscin' about my niggas
I miss them a lot
(We ain't forgot you niggas)
Bismillah, city I'm from get risky a lot
Gotta get you a Glock
In case you gotta lick a few shots
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom) flip your pack a few times, stack it
And get you a block
Keep your grip on you for niggas
Tryna get what you got
My nigga Sos up in the feds
He been down for like seven
We fell out before he left and
We never got to address it
I still answer every call, when he come home
I plan to bless him (Real shit)
'Cause we spoke about it like two
Men and I was corrected (Uh, huh)
That's lil' shit, I ain't stressin'
(Nah) , we still got a connection
He was in the feds with West
And I'm solid without a question back then
Two of the woes hit a
Lick for that lil' bread
Ain't get them bricks out of that nigga
They still shot him and fled (Brr)
Police caught 'em both two days
Later and caught the bitch
She ain't know not to take your
Cellphone when you hit a lick
(Fuck is you doin'?) , look
I'm from a sturdy block
Duckin' the dirty cops
Made a fortune with a fork and a dirty pot
I swear I did a lot

I did a lot of shit that I regret
(Lot of shit I regret) , yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, take back)
But I was tryna just get my respect
(Tryna just get my respect) , uh
I'll catch the body when I ring this MAC
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lord knows that I'm tryin'
(Lord knows) , but we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a
Nigga if my babies is cryin'
(You know I'm slidin', for my babies)
I'ma forever stay solid (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I done a lot of shit that I regret
(I regret) , yeah
I bust the strap until it ain't nothin' left
I done seen everything but Jesus
I ain't scared of death
(Scared of death) , yeah
I scrape that Pyrex 'til it
Ain't nothin' left, yeah, yeah
(Skrrt, skrrt)
It ain't no competition on this mic
Oppositions want my life
Mama said I can't be hurt 'cause I'm
Drippin' in the blood of Christ
Set up by my family members, man
Sometimes your blood ain't right
Couldn't afford new J's
I wiped my cousin blood up off my Nikes
And kept it steppin', my
Ls ain't losses, bitch, i get my lessons
'Fore a nigga get up off this
Shit, Randy Moss this shit
Gotta catch my blessings
Fuck the police, bitch, every
Time they caught me
Caught me with my weapon (yeah)
Young Kane spit the coldest
Shit, that COVID shit, it ain't no testin'
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the Lord this dope I keep
Fifteenth and Virginia
Get your issue when you over east
Pulled up in my twist-start, do a show
It's like I stole the key (Skrrt)
Seen snow on TikTok and I said
"It's over for the streets" (Ha ha haha)

I did a lot of shit that I regret
(Lot of shit I regret) , yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, take back)
But I was tryna just get my respect
(Tryna just get my respect) , uh
I'll catch the body when I ring this MAC
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lord knows that I'm tryin'
(Lord knows) , but we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a
Nigga if my babies is cryin'
(You know I'm slidin', for my babies)
I'ma forever stay solid (yeah, yeah)

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