[ Featuring Kevin Gates ]
(Dubba-AA flex, this is the sound)
Oh-oh
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Oh-oh
Let the church (church, uh)
Say, "Amen" (say, "Amen")
Bless the street with this music
I love my fans (I love my fans)
I don't read the Bible, big books in my pants (big books in my pants)
And I got power, no fifty cents in my hand (no fifty cents in my hand)
I don't f*ck with cowards, I'm a real man (I'm a real man)
If I die, just take me to the kin', Tamela Mann (Tamela Mann)
Sleepin' on the couch with Turkey, when I first began (when I first began)
I pray to Lord, hand high, win'span (win'span, uh)
I don't shop at Citi Trends (uh)
Dope boy swag with Timberlands (on God)
You a pussycat and you can't handle that, a minute man
It cost to be a boss, you a lil' kid at Disney Land
I blew off my whole advance
Back then I didn't understand (uh)
Now I'm with the program
.44 like Dante Cunningham
I ain't got no OGs, no big homies, I ain't under him (uh)
Kevo Muney, I'm one of a kind and I'm not one of them, huh
Let the church say "Amen", when you come in here (on God)
I don't play, I live in the A but I come from North Memphis
I shoot like Pistol Pete, from the three
But can get big like Kemp
My own nigga stole from me, I used to have love for him
Lord, oh, Lord
Let the church (church, uh)
Say, "Amen" (say, "Amen")
Bless the street with this music
I love my fans (I love my fans)
I don't read the Bible, big books in my pants (big books in my pants)
And I got power, no fifty cents in my hand (no fifty cents in my hand)
I don't f*ck with cowards, I'm a real man (I'm a real man)
If I die, just take me to the kin', Tamela Mann (Tamela Mann)
Sleepin' on the couch with Turkey, when I first began (when I first began)
I pray to Lord, hand high, win'span (win'span, uh)
Started dirty, put it legit
I seen it turn from sugar to shit (yeah)
I seen it turn from shit to sugar
I'm in here workin' that bitch with a wrench
I plop some ice, I gave it a twist
It go in the sink, I give it a rinse
Tryna work my way to a brick
I'm servin' them nicks while workin' a zip (yeah)
God bless me, fully equipped
I go to the club and chill in the VIP
I made it rain on some of the strippers
Really just payin' my ten percent
I'm playin' with a sack, I can't pretend
I hit it from the back, I say "Amen"
I'm packin' a pack that just came in (ayy, ooh, ooh)
Hold up, turn the speaker down
I am blessed, I don't stress
Push-up routine, works the best
I just done a hunnid sets
Tattoos on my neck and chest
Just went joggin' with a model
Sauna suit, I caught a sweat
She come home and got undressed
I just do it, Nike check
Let the church (church, uh)
Say, "Amen" (Say, "Amen")
Bless the street with this music
I love my fans (I love my fans)
I don't read the Bible, big books in my pants (big books in my pants)
And I got power, no fifty cents in my hand (no fifty cents in my hand)
I don't f*ck with cowards, I'm a real man (I'm a real man)
If I die, just take me to the kin', Tamela Mann (Tamela Mann)
Sleepin' on the couch with Turkey, when I first began (when I first began)
I pray to Lord, hand high, win'span (win'span, uh)
If you been in the dark
God brought it to light
Let the church say, "Amen"
If you ever been wronged
God made it right
Let the church say, "Amen", oh Lord
If He wake you up, every mornin'
Church say, "Amen"
If He listen to you cry, every time you're mournin'
Church say, "Amen"
Oh, church say, "Amen"
Let the church say, "Amen", oh Lord
Church say, "Amen"
Say, "Amen", Lord
Ayy, Lord, yeah
