doin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family

 [Pastor Troy]
 Hangin up out the window  ready to blow
 I'm harassed by crackers  the stress of the Pastor
  Look in my eyes
 I'm in the rain sellin my shadow
 but it's gone still follow me  so I battle
  Nah  you gone make it
 Naw fuck that  cuz you lyin
 Look at how many made it  and look at how many tryin
 -So I guess you feel-
 No now I don't feel, never fell never will
 Ask Phil I kept it real yeah it's still blood spill
 -Who they kill?-
 All my folks
 -How they die?-
 Quickly, never really lived they life
 but they died particularly anyone who kept it real
 -Trap-
 And so many old friends, prayin for my profit
 Motherfucker talked to undercovers
 -So you sell drugs?-
 No, I show love, don't nobody love me
 Papa wasnt there for me, momma never hugged me
 Buggin me bout what I do, loan me a G or two
 Just like I fuckin thought all you do is fuckin talk

 Chorus: repeat 4X

 I do what I wanna do, I do what I have to do
 And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you
 I do what i wanna do, I do what I have to do
 And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you

 [Pastor Troy]
 When the pressure becomes too much upon my heart
 where the fuck I'm 'posed to go?
 Flex em like these other folks, fuck that shit twist mo' smoke
 I'm to' now, take mo to death will probably scare me
 Say I dont give a fuck no mo' my nigga I am ready
 God already prepared me for Hell so hell I'm straight
 Give me a house and crush up the house nuthin but weight
 And I'ma be the only Pastor that'll be burnin
 No mistakes yeah you heard it, cuz it wasn't misworded
 because ain't nobody perfect, who knows if God forgave you
 Just because you done fucked up you askin him to save you
 Behave you, or I'll be forced to grab my rifle
 And anything I do will be done in my survival

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