God Bless Your Heart

I'm on the come up

Jump up, I pick my gun up

Joe Jackson with trapping, I beat the sun up

That's just how I was brung up

Whippings, I got a bunch of

On Memorial Drive in the Cutlass

I'm bumping YoungBloodZ (U Way)

Feel like I'm hitchhiking

Every flow is a thumbs up

I give you my spirit 'til all my niggas wrists is uncuffed

It's hard to celebrate Christmas as a black man

'Cause like ornaments on trees

That's just how we was hung up

One love

MTV, this is unplugged

Stacking this cheese reminds me of momma's lasagna

From crafting double entendres

The child of Coleman and Tanya

Just a gap-toothed genius

Word to my cousin Jelanda, uh

Twist up this ganja 'til I go over yonder

They say I got too much will, like 24s on Hondas

I been sponsored off-white since 'Ye lived in the 'go

Y'all niggas slow if that just dawned on you like kitchen soap

God bless your heart, ha

God bless your heart, yeah, huh

God bless your heart, yeah

Be thankful his mercy let us say all these precious thoughts

Yeah, God bless your heart

I came, I saw, I conquered like Caesar said

"No time for leisure," that's what the overachiever saids

"Cydel, you a Pyru," that's what your teacher spread

I wrote everything in red 'cause that's what Jesus said

My thesis read

My partner fed fish scale to the whole village

For a piece of bread

"Matthew was 14," that's what the preacher plead

"Just a nigga in a Coupe," that's what Yeezus said

Until you — reach the feds, ha

Cause those boys will hide your ass like an Easter egg

Niggas wet you while you sleeping, you just pee'd the bed

A fiending son on Death Row, I'ma die behind these bars

'Cause when I put the pen to pad

They should make them pen my pad

Put this shit on wax, how I used to dip and dab

Flipping half

I like my cars and my women fast

Bitches love my presence 'cause I got the Gift of Gab

My matriarch low mileage, I APR

I need my lady just like a brand new Mercedes car, ha

It's 'bout your lineage, show 'em I'm not your guinea pig

Might fuck a midget and have twins

I'm tryna have too many kids

Not out of wedlock

Never had a scared pops

Worked three jobs over time at the sweatshop

I thought I was a good kid, well I guess not

A hot boy, juvenile was my next stop

Breaking through people windows stealing desktops

Just a bunch of big dummies Lamont's the red fox

And I had a redbone who thought that she was headstrong

Had to yolk the bitch up cause she was egged on

By the best friend had me calling collect home

And she fucked my best partner knowing she dead wrong

It ain't her fault, I was misguided and lead on

Huh, but I ain't tripping

God bless your heart, ha

God bless your heart, yeah, huh

God bless your heart, yeah

Be thankful his mercy let us say all these precious thoughts

God bless your heart