JEEZU (From The Motion Picture Soundtrack “The Book Of Clarence”|Explicit)歌词-Jeymes Samuel / Doja Cat / Kodak Black / Adekunle Gold
JEEZU (From The Motion Picture Soundtrack “The Book Of Clarence”|Explicit)
Jeymes Samuel/Doja Cat/Kodak Black/Adekunle Gold
JEEZU (From The Motion Picture Soundtrack “The Book Of Clarence”) (Explicit)
JEEZU (From The Motion Picture Soundtrack “The Book Of Clarence”|Explicit) - Jeymes Samuel/Doja Cat/Kodak Black/Adekunle Gold
Lyrics by：Jeymes Samuel/Amala Zandile Dlamini/Bill K. Kapri
Composed by：Jeymes Samuel/Amala Zandile Dlamini/Bill K. Kapri
Arranged by：Jeymes Samuel
Produced by：Jeymes Samuel
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine
Mama I have made my lane no
Papa they will know your name oh
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Easy my road navigatin' the pain and the struggle
Tears overflow in the ghetto with nothin' but trouble
Where shall I go
In the fire we burn or we hustle
Findin' my glow but the light you won't see what it cost you
I murder many men but I ain't proud of my sins
We don't even like each other for real
You know the deal play pretend
With all this money made I thought it wouldn't be a tragedy
Now I realize my happiness all depend
I am at these niggas neck
I had enough time to rest and self-reflect
I did enough for my writing in a pen
My soul glow like Haiti I'm a nightmare baby so crazy
They say I should be the one to dream big
Said a prayer for my relationship with my third kid
When he look at me like she can sense all the **** I did
Fresh off the bed I ain't jumped off rappin'
Came home to the family with the fam like **** Instagram
Locked up in the box you in jail in the jail
Know that feeling people got your a*s behind the door scram
From the project to a sale to a mansion to a cell again
Like goddamn could a young nigga live
I'm fightin' police sayin' he ain't got my mill
Cold a*s sale got a nigga turned pink
Been through the sink
******* where you eat and where you lane your head at
But it's the only time you sleep
My daddy was a Rolling Stone but he's still a legend
Wondering if a nigga like me can go to Heaven
I ain't snipe for life though he ain't never gotta second guess no hood baby
My daddy said if we can't beat him get a weapon
Prison reform no prison deform
Why he always gotta leave a dang stain everywhere he go
Nigga got my name in the kiosk machine
Tryna get me kicked outta the dorm so they can flirt with the CO
Z told AD to keep me out of trouble they believed me in me
They knew my lil' badass was gon' blow
I've been on this road thuggin' runnin' for a long time
I've been wantin' to cry the Bible say it'll clean my soul
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine
Mama I have made my lane no
Papa they will know your name oh
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Yo
Yup y'all ain't know me back then
I was tapped in corners I was backed in
They gon' judge me only based upon the fashion
Mama taught me only judge 'em from they actions
Free of guilt because you never caught me lackin'
I know they watchin' me
When you got integrity there's no room for apologies
Now they actin' kind to me 'cause I ain't in economy
Cats dogmatic 'til they see I got the dog in me
Oh you mad now
Oh you hurtin' shawty need a signature
Pass the Kirkland I see she thirstin' see me and they nerd out
I been doin God's work haters got the word out
Y'all got an agenda but we'll see how that gon' turn out
Many false prophets leavin' brothers with a firm doubt
Father please forgive me for today they finna learn now
Put me in the dirt and you gon' see I make it worthwhile
Mandela Effect 'em now they'll remember
Back strokin' through my fan letters I made the web
Fed up turned a Charlotte to some pancetta
You up in arms 'cause I eat better now be jealous
I'll bring ya true colors front and center
Get you feelin' fight or flight
And wonderin' why you don't need feathers
I'm a legend
Trust the process you won't regret it
Make 'em crack no arm and hammer it's sorta like armageddon
Ain't got no Fendi so you offended
Baba Yaga I'ma kill all you ******* with one these pencils
More aggression so unaffected you need affection
I'ma show you all the truth 'cause you gettin' too used to bendin'
Over Roger that 'cause I'm a soldier
Doja all them cats I'm your owner
Own 'em all them bags already stole 'em call Winona
If you talk to me nice I might let you hold 'em
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine
Mama I have made my lane no
Papa they will know your name oh
Jeezu protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine
