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corey st.rose - jesus piece lyrics

[intro]
(moneyxo, let’s get it)

[chorus]
i been getting money, but grind like i’m poor ([?])
it be the ones closest that wish that you fall
stand on my money, i’m seven feet tall
in the ferrari, i lift up the doors (let’s go)
i went to the jeweler when i was sixteen and i asked for a jesus piece
i been at my lowest, ain’t n0body know it, but they still believe in me
[verse]
ain’t changin’ plan but i’m gonna go catch it
my b+tches bad and they bougie, not ratchet
ain’t none of these rappers that’s out here that’s cappin’
i hit a stain and i do it in fashion (okay)
they all in my feed, yeah they want a reaction
watch what i say ’cause the feds, they be tappin’
run up on me, you gon’ be the one lackin’
got a new plug ’cause my old one be taxin’
when i ball on the court, man i feel like march madness
glock on my side, man, i’m never just lackin’
i’m in the field everyday like it’s madden
when i want drip, i just go to manhattan (let’s go)
(i’m really a fashion k!ller tho)
i gave her some money and told her to flip it, now she gon’ tell me leavin me
n+ggas be talkin’ about what they did in the past but it really be make believe
i swear it get lonelier when you on top
how you my best friend and turn to an opp?
i got a glock and it came with a beam
i got some syrup, it came with some lean
‘member them days i would sell to the fiends
they takin’ my picture, i’m ready to cheese
i’m ’bout that action, f+ck a distraction
i need a baddie, i’m talkin’ ms. jackson
i like when she pull up, she got a g+wagon
the trappin’ was good but the music my passion
it’s gettin’ real ugly and safe in the streets
(it’s gettin’ real ugly and safe in the streets)
been at it since youngin, i got the receipts (got the receipts, y’all, got the receipts)
now versace and louis is all on my sheets (woo)
i ain’t playin’ for second, i’m playin’ for keeps (let’s go)
[chorus]
i been getting money, but grind like i’m poor
it be the ones closest that wish that you fall
stand on my money, i’m seven feet tall
in the ferrari, i lift up the doors
i went to the jeweler when i was sixteen and i asked for a jesus piece
i been at my lowest, ain’t n0body know it, but they still believe in me (let’s go)

[outro]
i went to the jeweler when i was sixteen and i asked for a jesus piece
i been at my lowest, ain’t n0body know it, but they still believe in me

- corey st rose lyrics

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