"Faith Lies" lyrics
You know I understand just how I feel and they wonder why
The reasons why I roll and why I feel, I'm just tryna get mine
If you only you could see all that I've seen, it may confuse your mind
Because you'll never know where your faith lies
Living that ill street life
She want a thug-ass nigga that's hard body
But also a smart-ass nigga that got a degree
But also a plug-ass nigga that's serving tree
But still could be your pastor teach you Colossians 3
He wanna skinny-ass bitch that got a fat ass
But don't wear don't wear no skinny clothes to be showin' her ass
But still possesses the skill of throwing her ass
But in private of course nobody knowing her ass
She want a lit-ass nigga like Mr. Bitches
But with self-control would trade her for all them bitches
But sophisticated won't even call 'em "bitches"
'Cept when it's appropriate for you you all my bitches
He want chick that's black but somehow Persian
And already know how ride dick but still a virgin
He said it's biblical you ever read songs of Solomon
I got King James you must got a different version
Shit
Love's a lot of things but it ain't logical
It's 'bout time you let me holler at you
you not just some little bad bitch diabolical
I know God got a lot of bad kids I'm the prodigal
I know me sneaking 'round with you is symbolical
A well-told parable is methodical
I'd make a clone of you if I could just get a follicle
She said I tell a lot of lies I'm pathological
You know I understand just how I feel and they wonder why
The reasons why I roll and why I feel, I'm just tryna get mine
If you only you could all that I've seen, it may confuse your mind
Because you'll never know where your faith lies
Living that ill street life
They ain't teach you how to do all this gyrating in a book of lamentations
What would your pastor think?
Remember your old boy didn't slide didn't give you ride left it for me to drive
What would that bastard think?
Who'da thought you'd be out here all on your own payin' off all your loans
What would FAFSA think?
Don't see you a lot yes I know it is true
But I still call you my boo
What would Casper think?
High as the northern lights like
What would NASA think?
Hiding you in the house like what would massa think
My life a movie give a fuck what the actors think
Visions of you give a fuck what Raven Baxter think
"Do these jeans make me look fat think?"
Even fatter I think
Only care about what God and Rob Glasper would think
Blink if you hear a vibration and you feelin' me
Brink like roller skate movie from the Disney
Linked at the haberdashery owned by minnie mink
Hate you factoring what these 8 other think
Can't we try just work it out? Maybe see a shrink?
What?
What?
The reasons why I roll and why I feel, I'm just tryna get mine
If you only you could see all that I've seen, it may confuse your mind
Because you'll never know where your faith lies
Living that ill street life
She want a thug-ass nigga that's hard body
But also a smart-ass nigga that got a degree
But also a plug-ass nigga that's serving tree
But still could be your pastor teach you Colossians 3
He wanna skinny-ass bitch that got a fat ass
But don't wear don't wear no skinny clothes to be showin' her ass
But still possesses the skill of throwing her ass
But in private of course nobody knowing her ass
She want a lit-ass nigga like Mr. Bitches
But with self-control would trade her for all them bitches
But sophisticated won't even call 'em "bitches"
'Cept when it's appropriate for you you all my bitches
He want chick that's black but somehow Persian
And already know how ride dick but still a virgin
He said it's biblical you ever read songs of Solomon
I got King James you must got a different version
Shit
Love's a lot of things but it ain't logical
It's 'bout time you let me holler at you
you not just some little bad bitch diabolical
I know God got a lot of bad kids I'm the prodigal
I know me sneaking 'round with you is symbolical
A well-told parable is methodical
I'd make a clone of you if I could just get a follicle
She said I tell a lot of lies I'm pathological
You know I understand just how I feel and they wonder why
The reasons why I roll and why I feel, I'm just tryna get mine
If you only you could all that I've seen, it may confuse your mind
Because you'll never know where your faith lies
Living that ill street life
They ain't teach you how to do all this gyrating in a book of lamentations
What would your pastor think?
Remember your old boy didn't slide didn't give you ride left it for me to drive
What would that bastard think?
Who'da thought you'd be out here all on your own payin' off all your loans
What would FAFSA think?
Don't see you a lot yes I know it is true
But I still call you my boo
What would Casper think?
High as the northern lights like
What would NASA think?
Hiding you in the house like what would massa think
My life a movie give a fuck what the actors think
Visions of you give a fuck what Raven Baxter think
"Do these jeans make me look fat think?"
Even fatter I think
Only care about what God and Rob Glasper would think
Blink if you hear a vibration and you feelin' me
Brink like roller skate movie from the Disney
Linked at the haberdashery owned by minnie mink
Hate you factoring what these 8 other think
Can't we try just work it out? Maybe see a shrink?
What?
What?
