DaBaby, YK Osiris, Gucci Mane, Chance The Rapper - GOSPEL lyrics

Ohh yeah, it's like
It's like some of that ghetto gospel shit
Yeah, yeah (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

This shit right here sound like some gospel
I lost my daddy the same week
That they lost Nipsey (Nipsey, yeah)
Ain't got no love left in my heart
My shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I'm ready to fire on all my opps
Let a nigga tempt me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die
I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been solo, rockin' Dolo
I've been stuntin'
No, ho, it's a no-go, I don't want you (yeah)
And everybody wonderin' why he come
Around and don't say nothin'
'Cause it been so long, it been so long
I came from nothin'



Lemme pop my shit
I came from shit, three of us and my mom
She couldn't pay rent
Two jobs, all alone, she couldn't quit
We was home alone when we was jit's
That was before I was grown, before I was on
I ain't had no shoes, I ain't had no clothes
Lemme wear your shoes, lemme fuck your bitch
I ain't had no car, I ain't had no whip
Wonder why a nigga cover his
Ears when y'all talk
'Cause it ain't nobody could tell me shit
I spent 30K on my daughter birthday
Everybody had fun nigga, everybody lit
When a nigga go home, I don't answer my phone
Everybody want to leech
Everybody want a loan
Everybody wanna talk, everybody wanna clique
I don't wanna be friends and get off my dick
I ain't had time to think
I ain't had time to breathe
I've been prayin' to the Lord
I've been talkin' on my knees
I been thinkin' 'bout my pops
I been thinkin' about my opps
Thinkin' how can I stop me
A nigga when he breathin'
When a nigga play with me
I ain't lookin' for my phone
I ain't finna drive away
I ain't lookin' for my keys
The fuck these niggas know about me?

This shit right here sound like some gospel
I lost my daddy the same
Week that they lost Nipsey (Nipsey, yeah)
Ain't got no love left in my heart
My shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I'm ready to fire on all my opps
Let a nigga tempt me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die
I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been solo, rockin' Dolo
I've been stuntin'
No, ho, it's a no-go, I don't want you
(I don't want nothin', yeah, yeah)
And everybody wonderin' why he come
Around and don't say nothin'
'Cause it been so long, it been so long
(Chance The Rapper)
I came from nothin' (yeah, yeah)

Put yourself in my shoes
Like I abandoned the race
And you ran in my place
Shoes too big, but they use
Hair strands as a lace, and they break
When it's hot outside
You don't want fans in your face (Ah)
But you might want a fan in your face
When yo' man got a heat and
The hand in the waist (Band)
Gotta keep a cool head
Niggas got PTSD these days (yeah)
Some folks ain't live to see these days
(yeah) i be in the lab like Dex, coolin'
Takin' these Dee Dee breaks (Long)
The PD way
I could write a book like TD Jakes
(yeah, yeah)
Walkin' 'round my city in some house shoes
Know that they always wanted someone they
Could honk and shout to (yeah, yeah)
Just gotta remember, got a
Family in the house, too (yeah, yeah)
Don't get caught up with the one
That still function without you (yeah, yeah)

This shit right here sound like some gospel
I lost my daddy the same
Week that they lost Nipsey (Nipsey, yeah)
Ain't got no love left in my heart
My shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I'm ready to fire on all my opps
Let a nigga tempt me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die
I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been solo, rockin' Dolo
I've been stuntin'
No, ho, it's a no-go, I don't want you (yeah)
And everybody wonderin' why he come
Around and don't say nothin'
'Cause it been so long, it been so long
I came from nothin'

I'm the only nigga left, homie
It ain't right how they all went left on me
Niggas took my heart and they stepped on it
(Wow)
Lately, I've been hangin' by myself, homie
(Huh) these fuck niggas made me sick
They got me nauseous (Ugh)
Paranoid, all this money movin' cautious
(Cautious)
Flippin' quarters on a corner to a baller
(Skrrt)
Run up on Gucci, you gon' see the coroner
Bright carats on my chest not pointers (Brrr)
Paris freshin', we fresh like a foreigner
(Huh)
Nigga tried to rob me, now he a goner (Whew)
Gucci Mane preach the gospel to the mourners
(Haha) guwap, yeah

This shit right here sound like some gospel
I lost my daddy the same
Week that they lost Nipsey (Nipsey, yeah)
Ain't got no love left in my heart
My shit be empty (Empty, yeah, yeah)
I'm ready to fire on all my opps
Let a nigga tempt me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die
I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been solo, rockin' Dolo
I've been stuntin'
No, ho, it's a no-go, I don't want you (yeah)
And everybody wonderin' why he come
Around and don't say nothin'
'Cause it been so long, it been so long
I came from nothin'