st0nepyth0n - Richard Mills & Dollar Bills

Woo
This beat sound nice, 'kay
Okay I'm tired of the haters, I'ma withdrawal
Tired of the record labels tryna make the shot calls
Tired of them telling me I cannot rap about God
I'ma do what I'ma do, I'm finna follow His law
I know some people who be praying on my downfall
I don't worry I just follow Him, it's my cause
I be making hits, my music got more pros than cons
I be getting hella lucky like a leprechaun
Yeah huh, lemme get real
Richard Mills and Dollar Bills won't block me from his will
But a couple of you rappers need to get real
Y'all sleeping on the Lord like you on Benadryl
Yeah, and that's facts though
You be praisin' Him but only when the money low
But then the second that you get a bag and buy a home
You forget about Him, honestly that's hella cold
Okay, I'm tired of the haters, I'ma withdrawal
Tired of the record labels tryna make the shot calls
Tired of them telling me I cannot rap about God
I'ma do what I'ma do, I'm finna follow His law

Written by:
John Sorto

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