FAITH (remastered) Songtext
von Floco

VNS, Floco

Just got off the video call with my lil′ brother
He a lil' ill
He Ain′t feeling too well
And I could tell he was hurting
That's my brother feel me
I could see it in his face
I just put my faith in God


Looked my lil' brother in his eyes and I watched him cry
Told me he love me I be so high I′m wondering if he lied
Said he wish somebody was with him got me thinking why
Everybody gone pull up to the funeral if my nigga die
Told him I′ll try I called a Uber but couldn't find a ride
Even checked the bus time but the last one had run at nine
Would′ve walked if the weather wasn't so bad when I had went outside
Why you wasn′t at general that's up the block you was on the southside
Probably sound little but I been there before know you needed me by your side
It hurt my pride heard prayers work so I put my faith in god
So I put my faith in god
I apologize I should′ve got right by now I'm tight right now
All the times I was on my grind did it wrong man I really wanna fight right now
Don't wanna turn into a killer how I′m feeling I just might right now
When that pressure get high then we bust pipes like grahhh
Fuck once or twice like nah
Bust the whole clip then reload before I slide right now
Switch it up gemini right now
Don′t gotta check it twice uhuh
That AP time always perfect
And overtime always worth it
Go outta town spit my verses
When they heard it it made them nervous
They worried like how his words sound like he spitting in cursive
War ready til' death it′s myself I'm versus
Lost too many already don′t wanna see no more hurt or in hearses
Praying to the church but they playing with curses
I'll give ya eight songs no hook show y′all what diverse is

Visions of my niggas in hospitals
Without a doubt it drive me wild I wanna get us out of this
Adjust my optics to profit ain't no stopping that's obvious
Just body everybody drop bombs Abu Dhabi
I′m a gemini Ghandi my alias
Won′t stop until I travel all across the atlas
Ain't no burning bridges we sending missiles til′ it's nothing left but ashes
Like Rondo, CP Three, Lebron and Lonzo with the passes
No penny for my thoughts they worth more dishing out dimes to the masses
Taking steps that′s designed for us to climb up the fastest
VNS we stepping in the finest of fabric
Want smoke with the squad one call we all attacking
If he hiding then we finding him and lining the faggot
Send the finest bitch to spy on him and find out his address
Kick in his door that life in my past tense
I been relaxing don't make me relapse
And to cope I smoke this gas and don′t pass it
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