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  • CyHi The Prynce – God Bless Your Heart

    [Verse 1]
    I’m on the come up
    Jump up, I pick my gun up
    Joe Jackson with trapping, I beat the sun up
    That’s just how I was brung up
    Whippings, I got a bunch of
    On Memorial Drive in the Cutlass
    I’m bumping young bloods ([?])
    Feel like I’m hitchhiking
    Every flow is a thumbs up
    I give you my spirit ’til all my niggas wrists is uncuffed
    It’s hard to celebrate Christmas as a black man
    ‘Cause like ornaments on trees
    That’s just how we was hung up
    One love
    MTV, this is unplugged
    Stacking this cheese reminds me of momma’s lasagna
    From crafting double entendres
    The child of Coleman and Tanya
    Just a gap-toothed genius
    Word to my cousin Jelanda, uh
    Twist up this ganja ’til I go over yonder
    They say I got to much will like 24s on Hondas
    I been sponsored off-white since ‘Ye lived in the [?]
    Y’all niggas slow if that just dawned on you like kitchen soap

    [Hook]
    God bless your heart, ha
    God bless your heart, yeah, huh
    God bless your heart, yeah
    Be thankful his mercy let us say all these precious thoughts
    Yeah, God bless your heart

    [Verse 2]
    I came, I saw, I conquered like Ceaser said
    "No time, Felicia," that’s what the overachiever said
    "Cydel, you a Pyru," that’s what your teacher said
    I wrote everything in red ’cause that’s what Jesus said
    My thesis read
    My partner fed fish scale to the whole village for a piece of bread
    "Matthew was 14," that’s what the preacher plead
    "Just a nigga in a Coupe," that’s what Yeezus said
    Until you — reach the feds, ha
    Cause those boys will hide your ass like an Easter egg
    Niggas wet you while you sleeping, you just peed the bed
    A fiending son on Death Row, I’ma die behind these bars
    ‘Cause when I put the pen to pad they should make them pen my pad
    Put this shit on wax, how I used to dip and dab
    Flipping half
    I like my cars and my women fast
    Bitches love my presence ’cause I got the Gift of Gab
    My matriarch low mileage, I APR
    I need my lady just like a brand new Mercedes car, ha
    It’s ’bout your lineage, show ’em I’m not your guinea pig
    Might fuck a midget and have twins, I’m tryna have too many kids
    Not out of wedlock
    Never had a scared pops
    Worked three jobs over time at the sweatshop
    I thought I was a good kid, well I guess not
    A hot boy, juvenile was my next stop
    Breaking through people windows stealing desktops
    Just a bunch of big dummies Lemus the red fox
    And I had a redbone who thought that she was headstrong
    Had to yolk the bitch up cause she was egged on
    By the best friend had me calling collect home
    And she fucked my best partner knowing she dead wrong
    It ain’t her fault, I was misguided and lead on
    Huh, but I ain’t tripping

    [Hook]
    God bless your heart, ha
    God bless your heart, yeah, huh
    God bless your heart, yeah
    Be thankful his mercy let us say all these precious thoughts
    God bless your heart