Joey Maze - overthinking pt. 2

Lately I been in my bag
They tryna take what I got
They tryna take what I have
They tryna drip out the spot
They tryna drip out the lot
They tryna go get the gat
They tryna spit out that black
They tryna go get their flags, okay
I need Jesus in my life, not no fakes
I need Jesus in my life I ain't no saint
They tryna test the fruit but I do not mess with no snakes
I keep a cross on my neck, you know I got drip like a lake
I ain't no chef but watch how I cook
I got my girl by my side so don't give me no looks
I got em shook for real
Read that Good Book for real
I say how it look for real
I pray to God that my brothers don't ever go overdose
So much stress on my mind it's an overload
Been in quarantine but I never felt like I was close to home
(Home)
Lately I been going crazy
People switch up the team like they Brady
I swear they been moving shaky
They would go bad to get a Mercedes
Then they start beefing with you
Now they tryna come for your tooth
They getting mad at the crew
But we just be saying the truth
I say the truth, spread lies, homie I never do
Talk in the pew, they saying things I never knew
Joey Maze, don't you know the name, brother I never lose
Used to write bars in pen, with a sticky note
Now the whole team going cray, going sicko mode
Me and Christ way too deadly like pick and rolls
Now we out here singing figaro figaro

Written by:
Joshua NSingi

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