Nothin to Do with It

Yeah

They say Monty out here with a cheat sheet, dawg

Hit a hunned when I press it

Promise you don't really wanna see these bars

Watch out, you might get arrested

Me my O.G. used to hoop on Lee Street, dawg

Till they started moving reckless

I can't verify ya, 'less you very fire, homey, please stop asking for my blessing

Until everybody in the streets see God

I can't stop, I'm too invested

Police out here killing unarmed pre-teens Lord

Why they gotta shoot pedestrians?

It's too much estrogen, abusing weapons

They don't do no questioning, just "pew pew pew"

Too aggressive, you too excessive

Should've stayed home if you was stressin

Just another R.I.P. in the group messages

I done bounced back from a few deficits

Father God made me new, it's evident

You don't play your part, then we finna have to part

'Cause you know the light and dark don't do togetherness

Told the old me to get a new residence

Keep the family close, I don't do pessimists

Leave the beat slaughtered, I done seen the deep water

By the deity walking in the new testament

Murder, killin', hurting children, burning building

Churches stealing, worse intentions, turn to villain

Cursin' women, circle sinning, blurry vision

Serving sentences, the serpent hissing listen

Percocets in purses, purpose missing

If you heard conviction but you out here doing it

And that's what you on, don't hit my phone 'cause

I don't want nothin' to do with it

I don't want nothin' to do with it

I don't want nothin' to do with it

I don't want nothin' to do with it

Rumble young man the jungle'll humble you

If you coming can't get comfortable dawg

It's a cold world coming to dump at you

If you fumble then they come and applaud

Seen the grave yard guzzle the gullible

Watched a mother put her son in a box

Gotta pray hard, trouble too colorful

I ain't bluffing I been runnin' to God

Early in the mornin'

And I still got lil' homies hoppin' fences, duckin' charges

It's more eulogies then opportunities, I can't contribute to the lawless

It's so many bodies in the ground, we got blood drippin' from the faucet

Murder in the street, murder in the beat, murder for the weak

If it ain't bout G.O.D. I don't want nothin' to do with it

I don't want nothin' to do with it

I don't want nothin' to do with it

I don't want nothin' to do with it