KOTA The Friend Church Lyrics

Sunlight crib, Sunday vibes, Sunday service

Hope I serve my purpose when I die

When I’m gone, asking god is there more

Am I real, uh

My woman a real one

My son make me feel some

Uncle Russel used to have us playing on that steel drum

Bang bang bang

Now we travel all around this earth, yeah

Even when it rain it could be worse, yeah

Like a flower came out of the dirt

Every day feel like the first

Shelby turning up like church

Keep your plastic in your wallet and your dollars in your purse

Say I’m always in my bag

Hopping out my Birkin

Shout my name when they see me on the block man

Hot, but I get it ’cause a nigga made it out

If I got a hater they just really wanna love me

They committed to the hate but I know they really proud

When I see a brother from the bottom getting bread I applaud

I be praying that the feds don’t get them

Devil getting busy, lil fools doing 50

In a real jail talking bout they did it for the clout

Nigga if you hear me

Free your family

Get your money, ayy

Told a record label I am not your motherfucking slave

I’m a scary nigga

Give a fuck about a dollar

Do it doley, if I gotta

When you over, if you in the way

Church

Hands up in the air like we in church

1500 fans like we in church

Boy you better get what you deserve

Girl you better know what you is worth

Got no fear

Live my way

People talk they shit but I don’t care about what they say, nah

They think they know but they don’t know

I been low but I don’t fall

Leave this shit the way I came here

Bet you ain’t never met Amino

Yeah yeah

Sunday love will not make you forget who you was

You don’t gotta change if you do not want

Bitch love yourself

Hate me then oh well

Water in my well

Love all in my soul

[?] in my ball

Quinoa on my stove, yeah

Mind moving like a mile a minute

Hella bummy, nigga fuck an image

People calling when it benefit them

Voicemail be like going fishing

Waking up and every day is sunny

Gotta calm spirit, you can’t take it from me

Everybody smiling on my mini island

It’s an added bonus that we making money

Subaru mine not rented, yeah

My life real no gimmick, yeah

I be in a condo sipping, ayy

If you want it then go get it

Nigga if you hear me

Free your family

Get your money, ayy

Told a record label I am not your motherfucking slave

I’m a scary nigga

Give a fuck about a dollar

Do it doley, if I gotta

When you over, if you in the way

Church

Hands up in the air like we in church

1500 fans like we in church

Boy you better get what you deserve

Girl you better know what you is worth

It feel so good to be free

I keep my eye on the sun

It gives me all that I need

You ain’t got nothing from me

You ain’t got nothing from me

You ain’t got nothing from me

You ain’t got nothing from me