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friar (fetti really is a religion) - lance markeith lyrics

[intro: 2pac, reporter, lance markeith ]
religious
you know what i mean everything’s plotted…
it’s really like a huge set, like a makeshift cult, called illuminati cause that’s really what the illuminati’s on
that’s why i put the k to it cause i wanted * the n*ggas was tellin’ me about that illuminati sh*t while i’m in jail like (right right…) that’s another way to keep yo self*esteem low, that’s another way to keep you unconfident. that’s why i’m puttin’ the k to it cause i’m k!llin’ that illuminati sh*t. trust me! if they wanted to k!ll you why the f*ck they gone tell farahkan, why they gone tell the nation of islam, why the gone tell this n*gga in jail about the plan? how did he know?

talk back game so
crazy, crazy crazy
(they talk back, they talk back, they *)

[chorus: lance markeith]
duffle bag gang the religion (religious)
yeah cause the talk back game to crazy
talk back game to crazy
money bag game to crazy
talk back game to crazy
money bag, moneybag, moneybag

[hook]
trapping like money my religion
ballin like money my religion
trapping like money my religion
gettin fetti like money da religion
ballin like money my religion
trapping like money my religion
gettin’ moneybag moneybag religious
moneybag, moneybag, moneybag
dear heavenly father
please help me author
a ceremonious gospel
throw them bands up as an offerin’
throw them bands up as an offerin’
throw them bands up as an offerin’
get yo hands up for this offerin’
getcha moneybag, money bag money bag
[verse 1]
religiously, religious freaks
making me rigid and regretting
all this time i spend in church n*gga (church)
cause we quote them scriptures
here on a daily
on these streets and hearts and our skins
putting this work n*gga (work!)
i’m f*cking up my paper writing verses n*gga
and we gon get this paper we building churches n*gga (get this money n*gga!)
libraries and montessori’s for my n*ggas
from lions and kings they took the pride in us
oh, this ain’t a black or white it’s a green thing
them red and blue lights got em scheming things
my girl a nefertiti she a queen thing
eyes on my pyramids got em scheming things, oh
and we just getting right
you married to that fetti
when you in this sh*t for life
you ain’t playing with them toys
when you know the fisher price
my dawg ra’ll slice some sh*t up with knife
when n*ggas tripping for ya life
my n*ggas like pits this sh*t is viscous
for the price of the american nightmare
so many people they believe in this fetti
so much so they’ll give they life here (don’t spend yo life here!)
we gone set up headquarters right here (right here)
they gone bring the bread to me right here (right here)
gotta pharmacy the meds on me like yeah
trapping outta sp*ce the feds come i’m light years away
[bridge]
please help me author
a ceremonious gospel
throw them bands up as an offering
i throw them bands up as an offering (talk back)
bands up as an offering (cause it talk back)
bands up as an offering
moneybag, moneybag, moneybag, moneybag
ballin’ like money the religion
trappin’ like money the religion
gettin money like money the religion
moneybag, moneybag, moneybag, moneybag
ballin’ like money the religion
trappin’ like money the religion
stuntin’ like money the religion
moneybag, moneybag, moneybag

[verse 2]
they say politicians the new preachers (say word!)
they got new commandments and new evils (say word n*gga!)
they got conspiracies on you tax payers (say word!)
ya bank accounts getting baptized
by ya new leaders
i swear my bank account caught the holy ghost
this fetti getting religious bout to overdose
building pyramids from my iphone
amerikkka’s most wanted all eyes on my phone
uh, it’s sorta like its snowden
but a poet, that in order to decode em
you have to hold em hostage
beat out all the codes he holdin’
but they holding me up in customs
frozen flooded medallion
repri*symbolize the pride of a restless street n*gga
cold cuts and salads cause i was a cheap n*gga
who ain’t eat right but broke bread to the streets n*gga
keep calm, keep ya composure, keep it g n*gga
keep up the code cause it’s always been these three n*ggas
[bridge]
dear heavenly father
please help me author
a ceremonious gospel
throw them bands up as an offerin’
throw them bands up as an offerin’
get yo hands up for this offerin’
moneybag, moneybag, moneybag, moneybag

[outro]
ballin like money my religion
trapping like money my religion
gettin’ moneybag moneybag religious
moneybag, moneybag, moneybag
bless up! bless up!!!

- lance markeith lyrics

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