Lyrics CHÚCH - Rhyan Besco

Look
I came from the gutter
My mind was never out there
I'm all about paper
Had to go change my route up
I tell you I love you
I can't live life without ya
Don't play with my money
My nephew need some diapers
I'm all in them trenches
My niggas say they need me
They want me slip up
So I tied up my yeezys
I know I'm a sinner
Praying that God don't leave me
For them kicks
They snatch soles
You running with me

Focus
20/20 Vision
Couldn't see my focus
Sold a little something
Out a white boy focus
Moved it to a topaz
Cause they started moving ugly
I think none of it
I'ma
Hold mine
Never been the type that's gonna
Fold Mine
Fuckin' with my money getcha
Clothesline
Pick you up and hang you by a clothes line
And teach ya ass a lesson cause I

I came from the gutter
My mind was never out there
I'm all about paper
Had to go change my route up
I tell you I love you
I can't live life without ya
Don't play with my money
My nephew need some diapers
I'm all in them trenches
My niggas say they need me
They want me slip up
So tied up my yeezys
I know I'm a sinner
Praying that God don't leave me
For them kicks
They snatch soles
You running with me

Took a cleanse in the river
It took two months
Look an opp right in his eyes
And he ain't do nun
I understand why you hate me
You hate you, huh
I put my city on my back
And that's what you want
I need my niggas to be millionaires
And billionaires
They look at me
Cause I'm the nigga that's gon get us there
It takes a village
Get some land, and I'ma grow it there
I'm Arkansas finest
I had to grow it there

I came from the gutter
My mind was never out there
I'm all about paper
Had to go change my route up
I tell you I love you
I can't live life without ya
Don't play with my money
My nephew need some diapers
I'm all in them trenches
My niggas say they need me
They want me slip up
So tied up my yeezys
I know I'm a sinner
Praying that God don't leave me
For them kicks
They snatch soles
You running with me
I came from the gutter
My mind was never out there
I'm all about paper
Had to go change my route up
I tell you I love you
I can't live life without ya
Don't play with my money
My nephew need some diapers
I'm all in them trenches
My niggas say they need me
They want me slip up
So tied up my yeezys
I know I'm a sinner
Praying that God don't leave me
For them kicks
They snatch soles
You running with me

I came from the gutter
My mind was never out there
I'm all about paper
Had to go change my route up
I tell you I love you
I can't live life without ya
Don't play with my money
My nephew need some diapers