Emilio Rojas - Lord Knows lyrics

rate me

Yeah…

Rock-town…

Let's Go…

Yay…

In the name of the Father and of the Son

and the Father who’s on the run

and the son he never talking to, Amen, Amen.

Now where we aiming is higher than where them planes is

And doin' what we want no explaining

And lately I'm bangin' em out at shows

And the anger up in me grows

i deserve this and i dont be thankful for what I’m owed

i see the future enough to know that my page is in it

making legends nervous around me, i see I’m pacing in it

make no mistake I’m getting every little dollar out

people more concerned with being loud, than what they holla' about

i’m a born leader tell me who is there to follow now

when everything they after is petty

I’m on a godly route and I’ve been ready had to get a couple things in order

coming close to the God like I'm fucking the preachers daughter

my fans who saw me through every stress

it’s like the stations of the cross

so the pain that i walk in every step

my women getting thicker my skin is getting thicker

When they put the nails in my hands i’ma snap the fucking tip off

I’ve seen enough i could live your life in a week

I’m Christ like you want a crises in a crising the G

And they baptize me in blood like communion, I’m getting bread

And conforming I’m doing dirt i don't ever confess

‘cause I’m married to my money what other sacraments left

I guess that you can say that i’m blessed

Yeah listen if i'd of know that sinning would of brought me closer

Well, then i'd of sold my soul in a minute like it's a golden ticket

I’m in control of ? sipping so you know i’m getting drunker for the power

No prohibition we more than twisted

For student loans i didn’t pay but now the flows we spittin' got me close enough to book a show that pay the whole tuition

The only difference between us is people know I’m gifted

but they scared to give me a budget because they no predicted

What i do i cross any line like ain't no restrictions

‘cause i rode with killers with no convictions like Oj Simpson

Every sunday we brushin' out in my mosses sipping

with some older women thats suppose to smoke in the dro ?

But i won’t listen i won’t compromise my vision

Never,

my people out there picture when i look outside my window

cause aint shit change part of us driven some of switch lanes

Some of us hit the brakes and gave up others is shifting

My trash is they trash that is why my haters is sifting

they running through the beats that i ate and left a shit stain on

Like it or not i’m pippin hot I'm paquiou

You won’t ever test me and i still deserve a title shot

I’m a model bitch this is hella shallow and like a shot

So they hit the store when i’m gone because they like to cop

I'm generous i got more then enough love

Keep they mouths full of diss and they telling em shut up, right

its called diplomacy we avoiding the conflict

I take it serious like my summer phone in a bomb threat

when people callin' me they asking me if I’m on yet

‘cause they saw the Ross-ay

and suddenly it’s ok, that I’m getting money from doing the shit my own way

When they use to tell me that doing music just won't pay

I don’t see success as revenge

‘cause when you busy you see everything except for revenge

I’m fucking busy i got tunnel vision cause all i see is a shine

And in every step i take from the darkness leave it behind

You’re sayin' play as a team and that’s my people we ride

When i’m eatin' there i’m eating ‘cause they be eating of mine and uh

We eating nothing so long that our stomachs eat our stomachs

No one on my team is too proud to say when they need each other

We having meetings where we discussing what we becoming

Hard to keep it humble when reaching goals

We aint’ dream of touching

One she reachin' them what is left to achieve

When they treat you like a god then what is left to believe

Every day we makin' magic

Don’t need a trick up our sleeve

We killin' every beat that we touch

How can we grieve i’ma psosyopath

I’m done regretting i’m done with stressing

I don’t give a fuck what you mention

My models fuck suggestions

Earnings better than splurging homie i’m done with spending

Till i got some gold in the ground

that is worth a couple pensions

I had some drama with people i never wanted mention

I ain’t too mature for the conflict

And plus i love the tension

I’m New York to the core homie I’m raw

Fuck shaving points it’s time to settle the score

Let’s go!

Thanks to Mario Lopez-Luna for correcting these lyrics