Religion Songtext
von Parris
Religion Songtext
Yeah, Yeah
Uh
Look
Uh
Last night at sat down made my own religion
Only believe in experience no repenting
I know what I does don′t cry over consequences
I deal with karma first hand like Adams palm
So when I chose to implode I knew I'd make atom bombs
A star seed planted in greed yes yes my nigga
I know to want is to suffer I want less my nigga
Watchin you kids trip I feel like a chaperone
Man It′s the simple things dog
My moms sick she need thousand dollar meds or something
Can't afford it but full of joy like death ain't coming
And my pops gone nah he ain′t dead or nothing
I think that nigga scared of something
Keep runnin way like ye or something
And I honestly I understand it
I do the same when I feel I do my surroundings damage
We all got our demons matter fact ima call him this evening and talk about this shit
Pass bottle back in forth, kill the elephant and get lit
Fuck it might hit the strip
Toss the whole rent and
And and make it back with these hits cause a nigga confident
I made the right choice when I ditched the scholarship
Cause I be that boy with these raps ya dig
And I dont need toys and the platinum shit
To make my passion stick
Or bag the shordy with the fat ass and tits
You niggas make me laugh with your gimmicks man
You niggas lookin offly flashy on instagram
But that rental plate scream you not bout the benjamins
And don′t let me get started on the women
Ass on the sink in every picture I get it
You want attention but what makes it lame is you offended
When a nigga only approaches you for your business
They gon call this slut shaming cause I'm speakin facts
But baby girl I′m just sayin that we fein for that more when you reveal less
I hear the screaming in the back that you wore that dress for yourself
You appreciate your body so much that you spilled
All your nudes on the internet
I don't buy your caption baby girl but I′ll admit it sounded intellectual
Maybe it's me that needs the help
Man maybe it′s me that needs the help
Yeah so last night I sat down and made own religion
Meditate work hard and manifest my visions
Only ask for clarity so if I'm talkin ignorant
I'll deal with karma first hand like Adams palm
Y′all kids fuckin trippin and I feel like a chaperone
Just watchin this bullshit
Aye yo are you watching this bullshit
I ain′t in the poolpit
Or more holy than
I'm just making my observations and exposing them
Since I can′t go to y'all anymore
Til they legalize opinions
I can′t have the floor
But I can't change the world if I begin to ignore
I want my kids to live better
Want my kids to be lords
I want my kids to sit down and make they own religions
I want my kids to sit down and make they own
Yeah so last night I sat down and made my own religion
It′s a sin sugarcoat words and fold when shit gets real
It's a sin to change the song when it's this ill
So don′t sin
Dont sin
Uh
Look
Uh
Last night at sat down made my own religion
Only believe in experience no repenting
I know what I does don′t cry over consequences
I deal with karma first hand like Adams palm
So when I chose to implode I knew I'd make atom bombs
A star seed planted in greed yes yes my nigga
I know to want is to suffer I want less my nigga
Watchin you kids trip I feel like a chaperone
Man It′s the simple things dog
My moms sick she need thousand dollar meds or something
Can't afford it but full of joy like death ain't coming
And my pops gone nah he ain′t dead or nothing
I think that nigga scared of something
Keep runnin way like ye or something
And I honestly I understand it
I do the same when I feel I do my surroundings damage
We all got our demons matter fact ima call him this evening and talk about this shit
Pass bottle back in forth, kill the elephant and get lit
Fuck it might hit the strip
Toss the whole rent and
And and make it back with these hits cause a nigga confident
I made the right choice when I ditched the scholarship
Cause I be that boy with these raps ya dig
And I dont need toys and the platinum shit
To make my passion stick
Or bag the shordy with the fat ass and tits
You niggas make me laugh with your gimmicks man
You niggas lookin offly flashy on instagram
But that rental plate scream you not bout the benjamins
And don′t let me get started on the women
Ass on the sink in every picture I get it
You want attention but what makes it lame is you offended
When a nigga only approaches you for your business
They gon call this slut shaming cause I'm speakin facts
But baby girl I′m just sayin that we fein for that more when you reveal less
I hear the screaming in the back that you wore that dress for yourself
You appreciate your body so much that you spilled
All your nudes on the internet
I don't buy your caption baby girl but I′ll admit it sounded intellectual
Maybe it's me that needs the help
Man maybe it′s me that needs the help
Yeah so last night I sat down and made own religion
Meditate work hard and manifest my visions
Only ask for clarity so if I'm talkin ignorant
I'll deal with karma first hand like Adams palm
Y′all kids fuckin trippin and I feel like a chaperone
Just watchin this bullshit
Aye yo are you watching this bullshit
I ain′t in the poolpit
Or more holy than
I'm just making my observations and exposing them
Since I can′t go to y'all anymore
Til they legalize opinions
I can′t have the floor
But I can't change the world if I begin to ignore
I want my kids to live better
Want my kids to be lords
I want my kids to sit down and make they own religions
I want my kids to sit down and make they own
Yeah so last night I sat down and made my own religion
It′s a sin sugarcoat words and fold when shit gets real
It's a sin to change the song when it's this ill
So don′t sin
Dont sin
Writer(s): Parris Edwards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com