H.N.R - Sosa (feat. Jared Owens) Lyrics

We pray to thee our God this day
For the blessings you provide
But from ashes to ashes, from dust to dust
The glory of our darkest nights
And the comfort, of times like these
Yo
Yo H let me get my drink
Yeah, Uh, Uh, Uh, Mm, Uh

Up in the foreign, I wanna be tourin'
I wanna be turned in, I'm not who I am if it wasn't for struggles
With the mud in the puddles, and I ain't talking Bottega
If you want smoke then say that, yeah
We from below
I keep that 5 below
Right before the show I'm sparking one up
Inside the double R
Can't f*ck with us 'cause you can't afford to be where we are
To be where we at, you gotta be tough, you gotta be great, you gotta eat steak no vegan
Off Za and [?] be feinin'
Yeah
Sirens through my head, headlights on the cop car
They like where the dope at, I'm like where the show at?
Trappin' like 2016 like i'm Sosa
Sosa

Smokin' the pack like Sosa, don't even know ya
Movin' the pack like Scarface, don't wanna parlay
She said parlavou, can we get down in the coupe?
Tell her I got the juice, i'm going down at the view

Tell somebody, Tell somebody
I put my hands up
Shawty a dancer
And if I call her I know she gon' answer
Know she gon' answer
Put you in a trance yeah
Put you in a trance yeah
Put you in a trance yeah, (uh)
Put you in a trance yeah

She said parlavou, can we get down in the coupe? (What?)
Tell her I got the juice, i'm going down at the view (What?)

Uh
I'm a stoic
I'm not a rapper ima poet
Like the weed Jay got my words potent
I don't need to be with certain people for motion
I told her "I'm comin home, bust it open"
She showin off
She know where we goin' and where we at
And how we flip all this cash, and how we bring it back, to the crib where Mama raised me at
I be giving back, tryna give her the world
This my universe
It's about who did it better not who did it first
I still do it better can't tell me I'm worse
I cause a body and park up the hearse
Pray in my bedroom I don't need no church
Biden tryna tax all my money I pay 'em in thirds
Trump got my vote for sure
I walk in the room and I set the tone
Besides God I do it on my own
Many places where I call my home
But I still find a way to be in my zone
Many people that owe me loans, but ran out of money to pay that shit
So I come to they crib make 'em pay that shit
I bought a new Glock and I spray that shit
It go grrat

Tell somebody, Tell somebody
I put my hands up
Shawty a dancer (Sosa) (Look)
Tell somebody, Tell somebody
(Like I'm Sosa) (What?)
(Sosa) (What?)