A PLATE OF COLLARD GREENS Lyrics

A PLATE OF COLLARD GREENS Lyrics

Se Deus quiser, amanhã verei o meu amor

Yeah

P, I see you

Oh, this shit feel like-

Se Deus quiser, amanhã verei o meu amor

You know that feelin' when-?

Yeah

Just pray for me on the third

It's a body chopped in thirds, I heard

A lot of sheep in the circle

And you the goat, the Judas comin' to purge

It hurt him everytime you splurge

All this time spent, the mind sent, the haters envy

It make me happy knowin' they can never touch me

I tackle every goal he made, they think we playin' rugby

The rug be in the Ghost look like a floor at the haunted house

Six hunnid thousand on two hunnid acres, I know it hurt 'em bad

Paparazzi peek, we close the curtains

I know it hurt 'em, mad

Yeah, this like a verse that the pastor gave from the pulpit

They matador me but I ain't here for the bullshit

Never stress who they gon' bless today

I knew I'd get a mil', I came from Section 8, ain't stressed a plate, yeah

The rest is greatness, it's history in the makin'

His story he makin'

Take it into fact that we was taken

Placed inside the trap, tapped with laxatives and we think that we runnin' shit?

Relax and relapse, dope lift up a hunnid clips

Some blocks turn haunted, growth stunted

Like Barnum and Bailey, hard for the babies

Clownin' and drownin' they surroundings if an opp out

Backseat of the police car but never cop out

The pole too long to stop doubtin', for better days

The sun bright out, children, let it raise

If you hear this, keep your head up, praise, go

Go

Go

Yeah

Uh

The reign is obsolete, Jermaine is out to be

Celebrated, paraded out in the streets for days, if not for weeks

For bringing us out the bleakest, burning pit

My words is slick, when it's my turn to kick

I apply pressure like I'm trained to stop a leak

How vain is my belief?

To say that I could be the greatest y'all done seen

With my cadence proper, from days I laid across the street

From these Caucasian neighbors, new kids I stayed around

I'd green and not as mean as my homies that played on project swings

What fate has not foreseen

My brain stained, engrained with the stories of slain bodies from heinous robberies

And rated R regimes, exchanging raw for cream

Tricked 'em and went left, they pull up shootin' like Tatum off a screen

The bills is due, as kids we knew the way the calls would ring

Since mom ain't paid 'em off, we trained to watch the names across the screen

And let collections pass just like we failed to make an offering

Gotta channel thoughts 'cause damn, the cable off, it seems

Deep down, I hated Halloween, with all that I have seen

Who needs another way to cause a scream?

Dangerous as the king of pop, how well they spin your block

No moves, minimal, smooth criminals

The whole gang doin' insane amount of lean

This ain't prescribed 'cause there's no doc' for pain they harboring

Some pray to God, but it's odd, 'cause Satan's catered all their dreams

Spiritually malnourished, dehydrated, now they feign

For truth in these flows, food for they souls, to make it all serene, uh

Well, here's a plate of collard greens (Uh), yeah

Se Deus quiser, amanhã verei o meu amor