17 Commas - The Gospel

Mhhhhm
Mhm
I got

Aye

Yea baby
Never wit never looking back

I got
soo many problems

Let me sip my tea

Yea

I had kennel full of dawgs i swear to god I feed you
Now you screaming smoke, how you bite the hand that feed you?
if you needed pants out my closet gave it to you
I'm talking bout the ones with the crease for the interview
Can't believe these niggas flaw dawg I thank they bleed blue
Pose to bleed orange and black you know how cc do
I been screaming patience
They think it's procrastination
now heating up like how fevers do
I got that vibe she keep running back to
She said I send chills up and down her back too
Maybe im Corona you can't see me but I'm dangerous
I took the only route I but don't condone violence
I'm know my path google maps ask me for guidance
I keep it too real the truth hurt your eye lids
Open up yo cells let my thoughts infect the ppl
Feeling like we cud might unite and fight the evil
First attack she told me this the best she hit
It's just words ion pay attention to the shits
So many ppl used to cheat you
Good riddance nice to meet you
You lucky if you get two words
I don't speak twice to ppl
Labels and the Feds wanna book me
You better place ya bets go an call the bookie
yea
17 commas you can't over look me

Written by:
Travis Ingram

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