Village Of Pharaohs - Release lyrics

rate me

Ain't none of y'all niggas gonna kill my vibe

Before I let it happen I go outside

Like that, I close my eyes

Drop that top back when I drive

Sitting on my right side is my concubine

Take a ride on the road just to kill the time

Pop that, wanna get intoxified

Had the bottle in the back ‘cause the cops went by

And now that the coast is clear

And talk about how I'm the most revered

People always complain about the road

But I know it’s the way you steer

And really that's the way I feel

You gotta play the cards from the way it's deal

Wait, I mean the way it's dealt

Sometimes I gotta stop to correct myself

No, I'm not like your deacon

Try that, so many ripping

Looking at checks, hoping they is increasing

Hoping that the Grim Reaper won't take my soul while I'm sleeping

So before that I die

I can live in a home that is decent

When it's over and done

I want everyone know that the breath from my lung

I just pray that the day when I'm saved that I live

In a way that will take me away from that terrible place that I face

If I never get straight and I stay full of hate and resist me

Forgetting this life that I’m living

Living this life that I'm living

There'll be no ending, I'm stupid, I'm stubborn

I do care enough

Still go to church and I’m not giving up

And I am getting up, raising my hand

Thanking the man for just letting me stand

Just letting me breathe, giving me knees

It’s been a minute since I’ve been on these

Giving me more…

Made me a dreamer to see what I want

Made me a writer to write what I saw

Made me a speaker to speak what I wrote

Lord, you’re a keeper, you’re keeping my soul

Peacefully even, though people will go

Leaving me just when I need them the most

I’m just releasing and it’s time to go

I’m just releasing and it’s time to go

No, I'm not like your deacon

Try that, so many ripping

Looking at checks, hoping they is increasing

Hoping that the Grim Reaper won't take my soul while I'm sleeping

So before that I die

I can live in a home that is decent

When it's over and done

I want everyone know that the breath from my lung

I just pray that the day when I'm saved that I live

In a way that will take me away from that terrible place that I face

If I never get straight and I stay full of hate and resist me

Forgetting this life that I’m living

Living this life that I'm living

Some people got weed, some people got living

Me, I got my music

Need a demonstration, follow me, my nigga

I show you how to use it

Writing my thoughts and I’m making a rhyme

I go stupid on beats, that is difference between you and me

This music is what kept me out the streets

This music shit kept me from going insane

All of this stuff in my brain

Releasing when I am recording

In my voice you hearing the pain

Granddad died, I wrote about it

My brother died, I wrote about it

Put it all in a song, now the people gonna know about it

Now they know about me

JL, that sick kid, picked up that pen and a pad

Ever since I wasn’t addicted I’m not an addict and I’m proud

‘Cause now I’m a beast, I don’t care what you say

This music my release, J

Thanks to bria for correcting these lyrics