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courtney bell - hebrews 13:6 lyrics

[intro: sk!lla baby]
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(h_lluva made this beat, baby)

[verse 1: sk!lla baby & courtney bell]
huh, young n_gga with the buffs on, but i’m not c_cky
i’ll have courtney ring your bell, i know god by me
huh, vegan n_gga, i be meditatin’, i know god ’bout me
pray about it, i don’t stress about it, i know god got me
slide on a n_gga with the sticks, this is not hockey
huh, we be runnin’ with the mafia, i feel like john gotti
bro be passin’ rocks like the ’80s, call him john stockton
gotta get another recipe, this sh_t not lockin’
huh, gangsters and rappers in my hood got the block rock
huh, we be on the road to studio ’cause we ain’t got options
talkin’ all in codes when we on phones, we know the cops watchin’
they don’t know what time we be on, they ain’t got watches

[chorus: courtney bell & sk!lla baby]
huh, put one eye on this money and i’ma fetty wap it
hit the studio right after halloween, these scary hours
huh, w be maskin’ up, but don’t do covid unless he fetti boxin’
my fiends said they like they girl thick like meg thee stallion
huh, wot my chakras right and got aligned, kundalini risin’
my new b_tch related to mussolini, she italian
she think i’m an olympian when she seen me medallion
how i’m in the streets and in the church and i keep the balance
heavy weight, i put in with my hands, you ain’t peep the callus
wake up, i give praise to the savior in my sky
don’t care if you pray to yahweh or allah
huh, know that he within me, i’m connected like it’s wifi
and still, i run up top while i’m chillin’ on my down time
so we say with confidence, “the lord is my helper, i will not be afraid,” hebrew 13:6
[verse 2: courtney bell & sk!lla baby]
i be prayin’ a lot, but i don’t worry, known to keep the peace
i know christian n_ggas that’ll murk you in a jesus piece
i know freaky church girls and street n_ggas that don’t keep it street
young n_gga get off that demon time, let jesus speak
when the darkness falls, they in your room like they pullin’ t__th alphabet boys got on yo’ ass and you ain’t keep it g
tryna keep the peace, i ain’t worried ’bout what dog said
arm, leg, leg, arm, head, get ’em all dead
g_o_d b_o_d_y, we don’t call feds
l don’t bang, but if it’s for the blues, leave ’em all red
i ain’t beefin’ with no n_gga sleepin’ in a small bed
o_p_p d_i_e, die but we don’t off kids
catch ’em and then air with his tongue out with the bald head
michael jordan jumpin’ from the foul line, we ball, yeah
call me a.l., put him on a crucifix, get ’em crossed, yeah
i treat all my n_ggas like we equal ’cause we all men
dte, we heard they lights on, we cut ’em off, yeah
spig look like a kennel, how he out here sellin’ dog, yeah
you can’t stand the rain, cut his water off, yeah
play like he lamar, no, i ain’t meech, we knock ’em off, yeah

[outro: courtney bell]
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