Tec in the Church-Jarren Benton/Locksmith/Joyner Lucas

Hopsin put me on in this ******* I wish you the best fam I was thinking 'bout murking the whole staff of Def Jam *******s sleeping on me like a mutha******g craftmatic Counted me out Guess these *******s bad at they mathematics Cursing God like why the ******* You take my brother Prescription pills to coke Guess I love the feel of these uppers Arguing *******s cause Pac wasn't in my top five You don't ******* with me h*e You die from carbon monoxide ******* the small talk My blood pressure boiling If I wanna shoot this *******t I pop this pistol at the toilet A new year ******* this nice guy *******t If you ain't rocking with my clique ******* bite my ******* Blegh And Lord knows I keep something by the torso As long as my baby's straight ******* y'all award show Praying on my downfall Want my soul to leave the earth Put a hole in a *******'s chest just like a Yeezy *******rt I'mma feed the needy first Ill ******* Need a nurse I ain't forget you ******* just spat on me when you seen me hurt Hey we done been to hell I'm wi*******ng my *******s well Threw my ******* something on his books when he was sitting in jail Time flies like looking good ******* chew Ca*******ng checks doing the Soulja Boy ******* youuu *******s dying over repping they turf Never know So I'm praying with my Tec in the church So they praying on my downfall ******* praying on my downfall Bout to knock a ******* crown off Knock a ******* crown off Oh Lord I wish a ******* would Wish a ******* would Cup of Henny got me feelin' good Got me feelin' good Oh what a feelin' dog What a feelin' dog Bout to count a hundred million dog A hundred million dog Throw it up *******s reppin' they turf Never know So I'm praying with my tec in the church I was told to bring a tec to the church and a bible to the trap The only method that's vital for survival is a strap My little cousin was murdered I was stifled by the act So when these *******s yap about violence I'm biased to they raps I'm here to rescue you Destitute spilling out of your breaths of truth Only benefits who is honest That's how you execute Watch who you pillow talk with That's how they retribute These ******* use social media like a confession booth Stay to myself Tread light And keep my standards up I was in a space financially where my hands were cuffed I was in a space creatively where I had enough Started releasing the music I made for myself so now the fans rush Sunday mornings at St John's in Bay View Young adolescents distorted we had the same view Dice games in the ba******t repping our turf Bumping Strange You could say we had a tech in the church So they praying on my downfall ******* praying on my downfall Bout to knock a ******* crown off Knock a ******* crown off Oh Lord I wish a ******* would Wish a ******* would Cup of Henny got me feelin' good Got me feelin' good Oh what a feelin' dog What a feelin' dog Bout to count a hundred million dog A hundred million dog Throw it up *******s reppin' they turf Never know So I'm praying with my tec in the church Okay I'm ready to die Brrra You waving that tec in the sky You ready or not I enter the block leave all of you dead in a box Who the ******* is you Pac The ******* is you Biggie I never get love from the city I never got *******t Just a couple a ******* A couple a pennies and plenty of haters and tricks Go fix your mouth before you get back handed I'm from a bottled of rap planet where these h*es think I'm half Spanish The truth is I'm an Afghan I'm half black but I act frantic I grab Xanax and pop Vikes and then make a crack sandwich I'm mad at you You would never keep your word You're such a crook I can't trust you You'll say anything for a couple bucks That's ******g nuts Word to Karen Civil You ******g slut You's just a thot and your mouth is as loose as your twat I know who is you not ******* you and that Louis you got With my money taking vacations and sucking noodles and ****** They got proof you a fraudulent ******* with a Vince Carter neck Crooked weave and some funny ******* And the face of a lumpy ******* My ******* ******* this ******* *******t I hope my 50k was worth it Or your pimping days are murdered You done bit the blade on purpose I know this gon' make you nervous Who the ******* did you encourage Hillary Clinton ain't gon' like this She's standing next to a serpent I'm standing next to your merchant Writing curses in cursive all over your ******g hearses Get froggy You's just a hermit ******* go get your ******g hair did How old is that *******t I should wrap my ******* around your neck and keep choking that *******t ******* So they praying on my downfall ******* praying on my downfall Bout to knock a ******* crown off Knock a ******* crown off Oh Lord I wish a ******* would Wish a ******* would Cup of Henny got me feelin' good Got me feelin' good Oh what a feelin' dog What a feelin' dog Bout to count a hundred million dog A hundred million dog Throw it up *******s reppin' they turf Never know So I'm praying with my tec in the church