Pi’erre Bourne – Amen

Amen Lyrics

Chorus
Trust in the Lord, say (Ooh)
Had to keep my guap, say (Ooh)
Since I had MySpace (Yeah)
Yeah, I’ve been a, ooh (Ooh)
Yeah, I’ve been a top eight (Yeah)
That boy block bait (Oh, oh, oh)
You got opps, ain’t you?
No, we ain’t all angels
Been had that Palm Angels (Yeah)
I got game, Saints Row
E.T., I go outer space, just go back home
I’m out of this world, out of body experience
Ayy, say I’m living too fast and furious

Verse
Yeah, ain’t no holding back
Nigga talk, now you still hold on to that (Why?)
Ayy, nigga like me (Me) hold a hundred damn racks (Racks)
I just get my guap (Yeah), yeah I hold on that (Yeah)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks? (They don’t know)
How it feel, yeah, to hold a hundred damn racks (You don’t know) on my shoulder (Pads)
Damn, it feel like I got on shoulder-pads (Yeah)
Damn, it feel like I got on shoulder (Yeah)
Ayy, fuck that bitch, she crying on your shoulder, yeah (Wah-wah-wah)
‘Cause she knowing now, that it’s over, yeah (Yeah)
Damn, I thought I, damn, I thought I told you, yeah (Yeah)
Running up the bag, watch my Achilles
Bitch, I got the glide when I walk like the Heely’s
Ayy, bitch I got the ties in New York, you in Philly
Ayy, we ain’t had a ride, had to walk, do you feel me? (Do you feel me?)
Yeah, these niggas don’t know me like they think they do (Oh, no)
I’m getting this guap, but that don’t mean that I’ma say something to you (Shh)
I’m getting this guap, but I ain’t got much time, yeah, to talk to you
When you getting the guap, niggas just really wanna find time to talk to you (Shh)
Ayy, ayy, hey, say my prayers, hey, running it up today, hey
I’m prepared, hey, for anything, hey, come my way, hey
Yeah, yeah, say my prayers, wait
Chorus
Trust in the Lord, say (Ooh)
Had to keep my guap, say (Ooh)
Since I had MySpace (Yeah)
Yeah, I’ve been a, ooh (Ooh)
Yeah, I’ve been a top eight (Yeah)
That boy block bait (Oh, oh, oh)
You got opps, ain’t you?
No, we ain’t all angels
Been had that Palm Angels (Yeah)
I got game, Saints Row
E.T., I go outer space, just go back home
I’m out of this world (Ayy), out of body experience
Ayy, say I’m living too fast and furious

Outro
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
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