In God We Trust

See, most of y'all sucka ass ****

Wouldn't last a week in my hood if you was broke

And wouldn't last a say if you had money

I seen grown men cry, grown men die

For the love of that money

In God we trust (Like a metaphor)

My trigger finger itchin', palms itchin' too

We back to back in ghosts, playin' peek-a-boo

We went to war with Sosa over a brick or two

So for a hundred ki's, think what my clique could do

I'm talkin' clappin' toasts, bullets will hit your roof

They hid his body, he went in shock, no Pikachu

**** ain't 'bout it, they talkin' but really pick and choose

We on our second strike, we ain't got shit to lose

All my **** is felons, all you **** is tellin'

Sold your soul to them people, they gon' get you to sell it

They gon' get you to move it, they gon' get you a Buick

They gon' get you a wire, like **** gon' use it

You gon' tell on your brothers, what a lame homie

I got a bullet with your name on it and a full clip I autographed

Kids cryin' at the viewin', I guess it was upset

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best

Talkin' high end gorillas, banana clip make a mess

I seen young **** cry, I seen young **** fold

I seen young **** die because a young **** told

For the love of the money, for the love of the money

For the love of the money, love of the money

Man, them young **** hungry for the love of the money

I seen real **** cry, I seen real **** hit

I seen real **** die 'cause a real **** snitch

In God we trust

Lotta **** act Tony like

Told them these e'rything they you heard, but that's your homie, right?

But he got killers lurkin' outside at your home tonight

And they gon' hit the crib and kill the kids, oh, that's Kony, right?

Oh, that's Kony like, e'rybody bleed

'Cause he come out in 2060, Christmas eve

First time he went to prison he ain't get to leave

Feds takin' pictures, **** is rats, you should say cheese

Was a local dude, shit the fire now

Never ever spit a rap but he got bars now

I'm talkin' fed time, yard up, yard down

Baby mama can't pay the bills, shit is hard now

How that make you feel? You should pay them bills

MA spittin' in them trays when they make your meal

**** shittin' out them packs just to take them pills

And his baby mama brought 'em in, boy, this shit is real

**** turnin' Muslim, **** turnin' Christian

They gave him life, he tryin' appeal it, got him on mission

His homies ain't learn, they still in the kitchen

They firin' bullshit, that coca ain't swimmin'

It's comin' up short, no food on the fork

**** is catchin' cases, **** is goin' to court

He's a slave in the field, you the one on the porch

With that gun in your hand, try and run with the man

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best

Talkin' high end gorillas, banana clip make a mess

I seen young **** cry, I seen young **** fold

I seen young **** die because a young **** told

For the love of the money, for the love of the money

For the love of the money, love of the money

Man, them young **** hungry for the love of the money

I seen real **** cry, I seen real **** hit

I seen real **** die 'cause a real **** snitch

In God we trust

Hey look, I'ma tell you like this

If you in school, ****, stay in school

If you got a job, ****, stay at work

If you a family man, stay with your motherfuckin' family, ****

'Cause this shit ain't meant for e'rybody, dawg

E'rybody talk that shit until they get caught up in some real shit

And then they start talkin' that shit

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best

Talkin' high end gorillas, banana clip make a mess

I seen young **** cry, I seen young **** fold

I seen young **** die because a young **** told

For the love of the money, for the love of the money

For the love of the money, love of the money

Man, them young **** hungry for the love of the money

I seen real **** cry, I seen real **** hit

I seen real **** die 'cause a real **** snitch

In God we trust