Hood Pope Lyrics - Asap Ferg

[Hook] 

Let me sing my song, if you feel this shit, mothafucka sing along 

It's the Hood Pope, chain hang low, red rubies and the gold 

Young Trap Lord, feel your pain, I be down for my people 

Drinking Jesus juice, jeans hang low, red rubies and the gold 

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[Verse 1] 

And we sick, cause we hurting 

Pull a chrome fifth when they murk them 

Then murk off in Excursion 

All cause a nigga be lurking 

Big money shit we earning 

A bunch of hooligans need churching 

I'm the Hood Pope, these my children 

And I'll be their Donny McClurkin 

Gold teeth when I'm smirking 

Bunch of little kids running 'round need nuturing 

Lord know that I ain't really perfect 

All of these clowns run around this circus 

Lord please what is my purpose 

Besides fucking these Persians 

Popping these bottles and popping these models 

Please tell me where is the Sherman 

And I'm smoking my weed, put me in my zone 

Demons chasing me, cause they want my dome 

And I carry the heat, and I sleep with the chrome 

Cause I'm in some beef, and they want my dome 

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[Hook] 

[Bridge] 

God say "Son, you don't wanna go down" 

Now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound 

[Verse 2] 

And I told you, told you time again 

That ain't you gon' find your friends 

You talking about you riding with them 

And fighting with them, those ain't your friends 

You dying, lying on cement, momma be crying "Don't take him!" 

Gotta be trying, but he said "I promise he won't, ever again" 

God, he was a little child, he was a good kid for a while 

He found the streets and then it got wild, God, I promise, never again 

God, he is my only child, please don't wake him so he smiles 

But all she hear is lonely sounds, now he won't talk ever again 

[Hook]