Bible on the Coffee Table
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Black Sopranos
Trust Gang
My first brick
Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table (Classix Beats)
Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Woo, uh (bible on the coffee table)
I got fronted a half a brick, he told me that was his last (my last, my nigga)
And he kinda in some shit, so we need that fast (I need that fast)
I thought about it, picked up the phone, I did the math
55 a gram, sell 'em for 90, that's 20 cash
I ain't really need the paper, I looked at it as a favor
Up top together, cell next to his, we was neighbors (real shit)
I respected his gangster, he respected my hustle (my hustle)
Every time I came through to cop, I was buying double (stack money)
Had a nigga with a spot (spot), fronted half of what I got (what I had)
Homie need that money, he gon' run through that quarter block (I trust him)
Never no bullshit, he always paid me fast
But damn, three weeks passed, and I ain't heard from his ass
Fuck it, I'ma pull up on him when I come from the building (I'ma go see him)
But when I got to my spot, the door was kicked off the hinges (what the fuck?)
I pulled the pound off my hip, put one in the head (what the fuck?)
Anybody still there when I come in, they dead (anybody there?)
I walked in, cabinets open, and the drawers was empty (fuck)
Last time I checked, the stash in the wall was 50 (hol up, hol up)
Goddamn, fuck, now I'm heated (what happened?)
But wait, stay calm (chill), now I'm thinkin'
Rolled a blunt, grab my other gun, now I'm tweakin'
Somebody close, I know it, hit the hood, now I'm creepin'
I got some more bad news just to add to the problem
The one that owe me locked in jail, that's why I can't find him (fuck)
It's bad timing, and that's gonna hurt me (that's gonna hurt me)
Down to my last ten, and I owe him 30 (fuck I'ma do)
Truthfully, what would you do if you was me? (What would you do?)
I took a bigger loss, ain't like I bought jewels and sneaks (I lost more)
I know the rules of the hood, I don't abuse the streets (I don't do that)
And I accept the consequences if I choose to cheat (I'm a man)
I took mine and laid low (lay low) and kept goons with me (my nigga)
That's how a day on the East Side usually be, ahh
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Bible on the coffee table
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Bible on the coffee table
I don't regret it, no, I don't regret it
Hard decisions had to be made to get to where I'm headed
Some niggas want the fame, some niggas want the credit
The streets will eat you alive but only if you let it (if you let it)
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
I pray my next deal put a meal across the table
Drinkin' champagne, sittin' at the bosses' table
Gotta grind before you shine, nigga, that's the laws of nature
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Looked Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
Rise to the top, and when you drop, that fall get fatal
I keep them shooters with me, protect me like a Charlie's Angel, word
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, damn
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, uh
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, huh
I look Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
Shooters protectin' me like the Charlie's Angels
Trust Gang
My first brick
Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table (Classix Beats)
Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Woo, uh (bible on the coffee table)
I got fronted a half a brick, he told me that was his last (my last, my nigga)
And he kinda in some shit, so we need that fast (I need that fast)
I thought about it, picked up the phone, I did the math
55 a gram, sell 'em for 90, that's 20 cash
I ain't really need the paper, I looked at it as a favor
Up top together, cell next to his, we was neighbors (real shit)
I respected his gangster, he respected my hustle (my hustle)
Every time I came through to cop, I was buying double (stack money)
Had a nigga with a spot (spot), fronted half of what I got (what I had)
Homie need that money, he gon' run through that quarter block (I trust him)
Never no bullshit, he always paid me fast
But damn, three weeks passed, and I ain't heard from his ass
Fuck it, I'ma pull up on him when I come from the building (I'ma go see him)
But when I got to my spot, the door was kicked off the hinges (what the fuck?)
I pulled the pound off my hip, put one in the head (what the fuck?)
Anybody still there when I come in, they dead (anybody there?)
I walked in, cabinets open, and the drawers was empty (fuck)
Last time I checked, the stash in the wall was 50 (hol up, hol up)
Goddamn, fuck, now I'm heated (what happened?)
But wait, stay calm (chill), now I'm thinkin'
Rolled a blunt, grab my other gun, now I'm tweakin'
Somebody close, I know it, hit the hood, now I'm creepin'
I got some more bad news just to add to the problem
The one that owe me locked in jail, that's why I can't find him (fuck)
It's bad timing, and that's gonna hurt me (that's gonna hurt me)
Down to my last ten, and I owe him 30 (fuck I'ma do)
Truthfully, what would you do if you was me? (What would you do?)
I took a bigger loss, ain't like I bought jewels and sneaks (I lost more)
I know the rules of the hood, I don't abuse the streets (I don't do that)
And I accept the consequences if I choose to cheat (I'm a man)
I took mine and laid low (lay low) and kept goons with me (my nigga)
That's how a day on the East Side usually be, ahh
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Bible on the coffee table
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Bible on the coffee table
I don't regret it, no, I don't regret it
Hard decisions had to be made to get to where I'm headed
Some niggas want the fame, some niggas want the credit
The streets will eat you alive but only if you let it (if you let it)
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
I pray my next deal put a meal across the table
Drinkin' champagne, sittin' at the bosses' table
Gotta grind before you shine, nigga, that's the laws of nature
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
Looked Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
Rise to the top, and when you drop, that fall get fatal
I keep them shooters with me, protect me like a Charlie's Angel, word
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, damn
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, uh
I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, huh
I look Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
Shooters protectin' me like the Charlie's Angels
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.17] Black Sopranos
[00:06.26] Trust Gang
[00:07.85] My first brick
[00:10.93] Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table (Classix Beats)
[00:16.46] Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[00:20.64] Woo, uh (bible on the coffee table)
[00:22.50] I got fronted a half a brick, he told me that was his last (my last, my nigga)
[00:26.07] And he kinda in some shit, so we need that fast (I need that fast)
[00:28.57] I thought about it, picked up the phone, I did the math
[00:31.01] 55 a gram, sell 'em for 90, that's 20 cash
[00:34.38] I ain't really need the paper, I looked at it as a favor
[00:37.45] Up top together, cell next to his, we was neighbors (real shit)
[00:40.41] I respected his gangster, he respected my hustle (my hustle)
[00:43.43] Every time I came through to cop, I was buying double (stack money)
[00:46.51] Had a nigga with a spot (spot), fronted half of what I got (what I had)
[00:49.08] Homie need that money, he gon' run through that quarter block (I trust him)
[00:52.50] Never no bullshit, he always paid me fast
[00:55.49] But damn, three weeks passed, and I ain't heard from his ass
[00:58.49] Fuck it, I'ma pull up on him when I come from the building (I'ma go see him)
[01:01.52] But when I got to my spot, the door was kicked off the hinges (what the fuck?)
[01:04.53] I pulled the pound off my hip, put one in the head (what the fuck?)
[01:07.58] Anybody still there when I come in, they dead (anybody there?)
[01:10.75] I walked in, cabinets open, and the drawers was empty (fuck)
[01:13.54] Last time I checked, the stash in the wall was 50 (hol up, hol up)
[01:16.30] Goddamn, fuck, now I'm heated (what happened?)
[01:19.69] But wait, stay calm (chill), now I'm thinkin'
[01:22.62] Rolled a blunt, grab my other gun, now I'm tweakin'
[01:25.38] Somebody close, I know it, hit the hood, now I'm creepin'
[01:28.35] I got some more bad news just to add to the problem
[01:31.23] The one that owe me locked in jail, that's why I can't find him (fuck)
[01:34.22] It's bad timing, and that's gonna hurt me (that's gonna hurt me)
[01:37.83] Down to my last ten, and I owe him 30 (fuck I'ma do)
[01:40.69] Truthfully, what would you do if you was me? (What would you do?)
[01:43.37] I took a bigger loss, ain't like I bought jewels and sneaks (I lost more)
[01:46.96] I know the rules of the hood, I don't abuse the streets (I don't do that)
[01:49.65] And I accept the consequences if I choose to cheat (I'm a man)
[01:52.71] I took mine and laid low (lay low) and kept goons with me (my nigga)
[01:55.76] That's how a day on the East Side usually be, ahh
[01:59.00] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:02.99] Bible on the coffee table
[02:04.66] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:09.08] Bible on the coffee table
[02:10.65] I don't regret it, no, I don't regret it
[02:12.88] Hard decisions had to be made to get to where I'm headed
[02:15.82] Some niggas want the fame, some niggas want the credit
[02:18.95] The streets will eat you alive but only if you let it (if you let it)
[02:22.47] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:25.72] I pray my next deal put a meal across the table
[02:28.46] Drinkin' champagne, sittin' at the bosses' table
[02:31.46] Gotta grind before you shine, nigga, that's the laws of nature
[02:34.84] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:37.89] Looked Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
[02:40.85] Rise to the top, and when you drop, that fall get fatal
[02:43.60] I keep them shooters with me, protect me like a Charlie's Angel, word
[02:46.93] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, damn
[02:53.05] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, uh
[02:58.69] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, huh
[03:04.46] I look Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
[03:07.43] Shooters protectin' me like the Charlie's Angels
[03:09.43]
[00:06.26] Trust Gang
[00:07.85] My first brick
[00:10.93] Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table (Classix Beats)
[00:16.46] Pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[00:20.64] Woo, uh (bible on the coffee table)
[00:22.50] I got fronted a half a brick, he told me that was his last (my last, my nigga)
[00:26.07] And he kinda in some shit, so we need that fast (I need that fast)
[00:28.57] I thought about it, picked up the phone, I did the math
[00:31.01] 55 a gram, sell 'em for 90, that's 20 cash
[00:34.38] I ain't really need the paper, I looked at it as a favor
[00:37.45] Up top together, cell next to his, we was neighbors (real shit)
[00:40.41] I respected his gangster, he respected my hustle (my hustle)
[00:43.43] Every time I came through to cop, I was buying double (stack money)
[00:46.51] Had a nigga with a spot (spot), fronted half of what I got (what I had)
[00:49.08] Homie need that money, he gon' run through that quarter block (I trust him)
[00:52.50] Never no bullshit, he always paid me fast
[00:55.49] But damn, three weeks passed, and I ain't heard from his ass
[00:58.49] Fuck it, I'ma pull up on him when I come from the building (I'ma go see him)
[01:01.52] But when I got to my spot, the door was kicked off the hinges (what the fuck?)
[01:04.53] I pulled the pound off my hip, put one in the head (what the fuck?)
[01:07.58] Anybody still there when I come in, they dead (anybody there?)
[01:10.75] I walked in, cabinets open, and the drawers was empty (fuck)
[01:13.54] Last time I checked, the stash in the wall was 50 (hol up, hol up)
[01:16.30] Goddamn, fuck, now I'm heated (what happened?)
[01:19.69] But wait, stay calm (chill), now I'm thinkin'
[01:22.62] Rolled a blunt, grab my other gun, now I'm tweakin'
[01:25.38] Somebody close, I know it, hit the hood, now I'm creepin'
[01:28.35] I got some more bad news just to add to the problem
[01:31.23] The one that owe me locked in jail, that's why I can't find him (fuck)
[01:34.22] It's bad timing, and that's gonna hurt me (that's gonna hurt me)
[01:37.83] Down to my last ten, and I owe him 30 (fuck I'ma do)
[01:40.69] Truthfully, what would you do if you was me? (What would you do?)
[01:43.37] I took a bigger loss, ain't like I bought jewels and sneaks (I lost more)
[01:46.96] I know the rules of the hood, I don't abuse the streets (I don't do that)
[01:49.65] And I accept the consequences if I choose to cheat (I'm a man)
[01:52.71] I took mine and laid low (lay low) and kept goons with me (my nigga)
[01:55.76] That's how a day on the East Side usually be, ahh
[01:59.00] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:02.99] Bible on the coffee table
[02:04.66] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:09.08] Bible on the coffee table
[02:10.65] I don't regret it, no, I don't regret it
[02:12.88] Hard decisions had to be made to get to where I'm headed
[02:15.82] Some niggas want the fame, some niggas want the credit
[02:18.95] The streets will eat you alive but only if you let it (if you let it)
[02:22.47] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:25.72] I pray my next deal put a meal across the table
[02:28.46] Drinkin' champagne, sittin' at the bosses' table
[02:31.46] Gotta grind before you shine, nigga, that's the laws of nature
[02:34.84] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table
[02:37.89] Looked Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
[02:40.85] Rise to the top, and when you drop, that fall get fatal
[02:43.60] I keep them shooters with me, protect me like a Charlie's Angel, word
[02:46.93] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, damn
[02:53.05] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, uh
[02:58.69] I see pictures on the wall, bible on the coffee table, huh
[03:04.46] I look Judas in his eye, like, "You gon' cross us, ain't you?"
[03:07.43] Shooters protectin' me like the Charlie's Angels
[03:09.43]