Big Tim SBG - Golgotha Songtexte

Songtexte Golgotha - Big Tim SBG




Yeah
Hmm
One time for Jesus, he the realest
Thank God daily for my healin'
Holy Spirit, livin' in me can feel it', uh
Like a stick up, my hands to the ceiling
Got my stick up, bananas, I peel it
Bible in my right hand, sword on my nightstand
Helmet on my head, boy, no cap in me
Make the club break fast, so the DJs Envy
Huh
Shall a man (Charlamagne) call me God?
No
Is another rapper spittin' his hard?
No
Y'all be talkin' on the Drama like a mixtape
All this talkin' on my Father, made my ends great
I'm an ingrate at times
So He took his time when He died on the cross at Golgatha uh
Got a lot on my mind, feel crazy sometimes
But he blot it all out like alpaca (like aplaca)
25,000 can't buy this But the nails in his wrist brought knowledge
This was way before Fannie and Nelnet
That debt that He paid was a problem
And we wonder why our debts so tall?
They got us out here playing God uh
It's like they throwing drinks from the stands
I'm an Artest, all I really wanna do is ball
But you made me do it So now it's Fight Music, by violence we taking
It all Me and my Migos, pull us Offset
Put us in chains, we taking them off
A tribe on a quest, no Q's and no Tips
But somehow we made it, uh
No Dip in my Set, my Styles on Sheek
The Ghost living in me, you Jada (jaded)
Y'all picket every time, God's Will in Focus
Packin' Seven Pounds with my hand cocked (Hancock) loaded
Bad Boy for Life After Death, they gon' see Big
Saved by Grace
Dancing in the rain like Diddy (ha)
I never lose Faith
Claimin' that they Boyz N Da Hood
Just a Loon in the way, get up my face
Outro Music



Autor(en): Timothy Leon Chandler, Jeffrey Sarfo


Big Tim SBG - Golgotha
Album Golgotha
Veröffentlichungsdatum
25-12-2021




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