Sweet Jesus
Saw the light now
I'm really tryna seek it
Niggas broke
So id rather be dreaming
I'm just tryna make
A million be on tv uh
Really blowing up kinda scenic
Really open up now
These women wanna see me
Textile fetish
And there's levels to speak and
Tryna break free
From the syndrome oh

They say why you don't rap in Zulu?
Young man why you don't look cuter
They gonna say
Why you don't have money
Why's it been 5 years
You still dropping?
Niggas really pray
For blessings in abundance
My mind set is always
Fuck em and I love it
Man the world Jim Crowe and we dying
Pull up in it now
I know she go love it

Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)
Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)
Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)
Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)

What I know now
Didn't know then
Thinking fuck love
Tryna make M's
Eveytime I sleep
Wonder if its the end
When I wake up
Wonder what's next
Should've blown up
But I've been scared
Fuck the eifffell and the Big Ben
I always zone out when I get head
If they come for me
Fuck em all then
Got the spirit of a solider
Found
Myself when I got older
Don't play in the hood
They might poke ya
The smell of rubber
And the weed was the odour
It sounds so foreign
But the tales all local
He killed one man now
The whole block broken
Man it's really crazy
That we the one's chosen oh yeah

Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)
Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)
Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)
Sweet Jesus
(I be like Goddamn)

Its burning and im from it
God told me remember
Bless those all around you
The waves might come and wash you
Santan always testing
The thugs are always ready
Polish your Carvela