Real
I been on they row
Since a choir boy
Since Concord
Since Concords
We been popping
Since July 4th
Since mom and pop stores
Trill shit
Niggas pop yours
Judge a man by what he ride for
Not if he ride foreign
Still a nigga love to ride foreign
Couple strays in the back
As I fade to the black
Might of fact
Can a nigga get a encore
Sir Tim on the keys
Like Scotch Scorch
Think he in a A-flat
Til the wheels go flat
If you ever had my back
Know I got yours
Every nigga round me
Put up high scores
You gotta check the stats
Like fox sports
See we all ball together
When we all come together
That's the perfect harmony
Just a choir boy
With a few raps stashed
In his sock drawer
I remember sister sneed was like
Jayson please
Take The Lead
From to A to Z
A mustard seed
That made a seed
I told her mama
Oh taste and see
And when you get down on both knees
Worship dees
Dear God
Fear of God
Genocide
We'll wait and see
The last supper
Just save a seat
Until then
Sir Tim
Play the keys
Let it breathe
Head in the sand
Please don't desert me
A nigga far from woke
Man please alert me
I wonder if I'm worthy
I need some mercy
I'm pray for a cleansing
My feet so dirty
I walk by faith
I'm approaching 30
Lift me up in your prayers
Help me keep me sturdy
Please don't judge me
Cause you too churchy
Living proof
You ain't Gotta google search me
Choir Boy Video (MV)
Performed By: Jayson Lyric
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: DANTE HAGERMAN, JAYSON L CORNELIUS, MAURICE NICHOLS, TIMOTHY GERMAN
Jayson Lyric - Choir Boy Lyrics
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English
Real
I been on they row
Since a choir boy
Since Concord
Since Concords
We been popping
Since July 4th
Since mom and pop stores
Trill shit
Niggas pop yours
Judge a man by what he ride for
Not if he ride foreign
Still a nigga love to ride foreign
Couple strays in the back
As I fade to the black
Might of fact
Can a nigga get a encore
Sir Tim on the keys
Like Scotch Scorch
Think he in a A-flat
Til the wheels go flat
If you ever had my back
Know I got yours
Every nigga round me
Put up high scores
You gotta check the stats
Like fox sports
See we all ball together
When we all come together
That's the perfect harmony
Just a choir boy
With a few raps stashed
In his sock drawer
I remember sister sneed was like
Jayson please
Take The Lead
From to A to Z
A mustard seed
That made a seed
I told her mama
Oh taste and see
And when you get down on both knees
Worship dees
Dear God
Fear of God
Genocide
We'll wait and see
The last supper
Just save a seat
Until then
Sir Tim
Play the keys
Let it breathe
Head in the sand
Please don't desert me
A nigga far from woke
Man please alert me
I wonder if I'm worthy
I need some mercy
I'm pray for a cleansing
My feet so dirty
I walk by faith
I'm approaching 30
Lift me up in your prayers
Help me keep me sturdy
Please don't judge me
Cause you too churchy
Living proof
You ain't Gotta google search me
I been on they row
Since a choir boy
Since Concord
Since Concords
We been popping
Since July 4th
Since mom and pop stores
Trill shit
Niggas pop yours
Judge a man by what he ride for
Not if he ride foreign
Still a nigga love to ride foreign
Couple strays in the back
As I fade to the black
Might of fact
Can a nigga get a encore
Sir Tim on the keys
Like Scotch Scorch
Think he in a A-flat
Til the wheels go flat
If you ever had my back
Know I got yours
Every nigga round me
Put up high scores
You gotta check the stats
Like fox sports
See we all ball together
When we all come together
That's the perfect harmony
Just a choir boy
With a few raps stashed
In his sock drawer
I remember sister sneed was like
Jayson please
Take The Lead
From to A to Z
A mustard seed
That made a seed
I told her mama
Oh taste and see
And when you get down on both knees
Worship dees
Dear God
Fear of God
Genocide
We'll wait and see
The last supper
Just save a seat
Until then
Sir Tim
Play the keys
Let it breathe
Head in the sand
Please don't desert me
A nigga far from woke
Man please alert me
I wonder if I'm worthy
I need some mercy
I'm pray for a cleansing
My feet so dirty
I walk by faith
I'm approaching 30
Lift me up in your prayers
Help me keep me sturdy
Please don't judge me
Cause you too churchy
Living proof
You ain't Gotta google search me
Writer: DANTE HAGERMAN, JAYSON L CORNELIUS, MAURICE NICHOLS, TIMOTHY GERMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave