Bangerz Brass - Amends Lyrics

Dear God; I wanna thank You for all my rides
Dear God; I wanna thank You for the bitches that love me that
You done Blessed me with
Dear God; I wanna thank You for the paper you been sending my way
Dear God; I wanna thank You for the game that You gave me and the OGs I got it from
Dear God; I wanna thank You for my Young Niggas
Amen yea
Amen yea
Amen yea
Ay yea
Amen yea (used to fall short in the back)
Amen yea
Amen yea
Yea
I used to fall short in the back yea
Maybe the reasons we act up
Member when there wasn't money
And she would still love me
But hit me for tax yea
Blame me for reasons she act yea
Couldn't see I understand her
Swear that it's hard to say sorry cuz all of your sorry's don't change how you act
And I know that I can go M.I.A.
As the seasons still fall you getting colder by day
As you closing your doors I gotta open my gates
I watch your love turn to hate
No question this is all faith (yea)
And I know
That you try hard
Pleasure lasts for a moment baby
But I want a lifetime with you
No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah
No Amends `til I see the end. No Amends `til I see the end
No Amends `til I see the end. A hundred Ms & then I'll repent
No I ain't sorry; nah (pussy). No I ain't sorry; nah (bitch). No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah
No Amends `til I see the end. No Amends `til I see the end
No Amends `til I see the end. A hundred Ms & then I'll repent
A Nigga ain't proud of it; still I'm Gang now: I done switched up
I was all Peace & Love on some hippie shit; now the jig's up
`Cause while I was blessing niggas with my consciousness; I was passing up on my promises.
And when it was time for that action; all of my fellow men & accomplices
Either found a bitch or a nine to five: None Of Y'all Niggas Really Down To Ride
Shaking hands with the OPP & tryna f*ck with me: dawg; that's homicide
Violence inside both my eyes; Savage laws by which I abide
Sicko shit for my initiates; dawg I'm concrete and I'm spitting this from my chest
I'm hard body; I ain't broke yet. If you ain't solid: nigga; don't step
Cross my line and you can get left: Butane Mask & violet flesh
Crush y'all posse; step on y'all crews. Found my family; said my 'I do's'
Married that Borough; don't be confused: yeah I was Out West still those ain't my views
I'll make Amends when me and my niggas be living religiously
`Cause we got a record of Victories that solidify our place in history
When every Queen I done came in agree to live with me under (my nigga come on)
And both My Children: Oldest & Youngest Own Property & Artillery
No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah
No Amends `til I see the end. No Amends `til I see the end
No Amends `til I see the end. A hundred Ms & then I'll repent
No I ain't sorry; nah (pussy). No I ain't sorry; nah (bitch). No I ain't sorry; nah. No I ain't sorry; nah
No Amends `til I see the end. No Amends `til I see the end
No Amends `til I see the end. A hundred Ms & then I'll repent
I hope
That we can always see it through
Then I can go and be with you
So I can go be free with you
I hope
That I can always see it through
Then I can go and be free with you
So I can go be free with you
Yea yea