all my people love Jesus

Shoutout my label, that's me I'm in bible studies with CTC I'm in this here with MSU poets I just poured up me a eight Girls wanna get all in my face Five hunnid loafs of bread Five hunnid people that need to be fed What you know 'bout showin' love? What you know 'bout living for Christ Make them fall in love All of my people on go None of my people will be locked up All of my people love Jesus All of my people together We came from the bottom We used to hang with the wrong people None of my people gon' fold Couple haters in the past that were toxic They ain't my friends no mo' Hold it down for the virgins We just living life in different versions Jason my friend that's fo' sho' We gonna talk a lot of stuff 'Specially about times getting rough We ain't gon' fall for the hoes Me and my friends get to heaven While the rest stay here on the low I got my God in control I got my left wrist on froze I got my right wrist on froze I got my necklace on froze Both of my ears on froze I been gettin' tired, I'm staying up late If she don’t love me, I won't make her I don't like girls with so much makeup If she wanna be fake I’m blocking them Get outta there when I wake up I pass the ball I don't layup I'm a big boss, but God is bigger They'll wipe you down if I say so Racks on Racks, on Racks, on Racks Blessings , on blessings , on blessings I just bought me some new dressings Wetter than Katrina, shoutout New Orleans I made a promise my friends love to play ' ball Hard in the paint, change my name to John Wall Geekin' off trees like a leaf in the fall Find a new plug then we takin' 'em all Pull up in a brand new Chrysler Hop out fresher than Bel Air Lil' nigga, but I'm big dawg All I gotta make is one call Sodom and Gamora fell I took off Cross a nigga up, Hot sauce Ooh, I got 'em mad, my fault Talking bout the things that I bought I don’t like these girls they so average Hunnid racks stuffed in the mattress Hunnid racks stuffed in the attic Hunnid racks stuffed in the sofa People love to act gangsta, but they won't be tough when they die then won’t go to heaven I know they'll never do it again They know that God’s judgment is sufficient I rock the game to the fullest I run with some real ones, I don't hang with false prophets I ain't no killer don't push me I see how you niggas be lookin' I hope you don't think you no bully I'm livin' the life, I should star in a movie Ridin' in a Benz with a Mercedes Pontius Pilate try get me I lose 'em They tryna guess what I believe in They tryna guess who I belong to That ain't even they business They don’t wanna fuck with me Now they see a man living lavish Now they wanna fuck with me They can't get in touch with me Hardly ever in the city They just know I'm gettin' bigger They just know a nigga busy I been runnin' up them digits, yeah