Ten Jesus Pieces Lyrics - God Forgives, I Don't - Rick Ross

God forgives, He's so honorable 

But living amongst thieves and niggas like myself 

You will not have that luxury 

I wake up excited, I made it through the night 

Things I did in the dark, will it ever see the light? 

My nerves should be a wreck, I got a bad chick 

She keeps me erect, she loves my ad-libs 

I think I'm a genius, hundred grand a fucking feature 

I do at least three a week, roll up the fucking reefer 

Went from Benihana to Bimini in Bahamas 

Ten chains, no luggage, I'm a big timer 

Niggas claim that they thugging when they dick-riding 

My niggas rather walk, do they own brick climbing 

On the block in my all white sneakers 

Lord knows that my ten Jesus pieces 

Pray for me cause you know a nigga doing wrong 

My homie in the cell, so I had to write a poem 

Count mills for the times that we had it hard 

Asking for a hundred mill as I pray to God 

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I do this for my niggas facing hard times 

Empty on them corners if you hustling part time 

Ten chains on, Eric B with mob ties 

Rakim flows, coming from the Pharcyde 

Blood diamonds and my pieces from apartheid 

Quick, quote a prayer, pull it from the archives 

I pray for every soul that this music reaches 

Bury me a G, ten Jesus pieces 

Young nigga coming up, they wanna gun you down 

Drinking vodka in the memory of my nigga, damn (I miss you Peanut) 

Riding real slow on them all golds (we had them nigga) 

Shopping for them Os when the mall close 

Repping for your homies when they all gone 

Get empowered then you put your dog on (Real shit) 

All black tees, ten gold chains 

At the Super Bowl, but we in the dope game 

Ten years strong in the same trap 

Ten years blowing on that strong pack 

Lord knows that I wanna live right 

But Lord knows what that Club Liv like (right) 

Forty dollar tab meaning forty grand 

Lil Wodie got it rolled up in a rubber band 

Holding on the forty in his other hand 

Ten chains on, smoking in the motherland 

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I do this for my niggas facing hard times 

Empty on them corners if you hustling part time 

Ten chains on, Eric B with mob ties 

Rakim flows, coming from the Pharcyde 

Blood diamonds and my pieces from apartheid 

Quick, quote a prayer, pull it from the archives 

I pray for every soul that this music reaches 

Bury me a G, ten Jesus pieces 

I'm his poltergeist, niggas know I'm more than nice 

All these jewels on, all ? 

I could see it in the sparkle cause it lackluster 

Black card maxed out, damn black brother 

White collar, black minded 

Chrome Smith and Wesson, back pocket 

Eight shot, bitch I'm a top shotta 

Screaming your affiliations, but that don't matter 

I'm flyin' first class as the snakes slither 

Never blackmail them, motherfucking killer 

On trial and they wanna execute me 

It's really sad, just the fact they never knew me 

True G to the core, feel my texture 

A true G keeps it raw in his lecture 

Keep it simple, white tee, new sneakers 

Dope boy style, ten Jesus pieces 

I do this for my niggas facing hard times 

Empty on them corners if you hustling part time 

Ten chains on, Eric B with mob ties 

Rakim flows, coming from the Pharcyde 

Blood diamonds and my pieces from apartheid 

Quick, quote a prayer, pull it from the archives 

I pray for every soul that this music reaches 

Bury me a G, ten Jesus pieces 

Versace shirt, Jesus laying on the chest 

Man I swear Big did it the best, I mean 

Nas did it fresh, Jay did it fresh, I mean 

Ye did it fresh, but man Big did it the best 

And I was so impressed that I went and got ten 

Now I'm stunting on these niggas cause I couldn't back then 

Rose gold, yellow gold, a couple platinum 

And I wear them all at once, I ain't trying to match them 

I remember bumping Mac 10 and that deuce in the corner 

Scraping up for a sandwich and a soda 

Now my strength is up and I'm dangling chains off my shoulders 

But no Jesus piece on mine, cause at times I feel ashamed 

For the reason that I rhyme 

And they say, because I'm Muslim I shouldn't think about the shine 

Or even put it in a rhyme 

It's better things I could talk about or put my money towards 

But for now, I'mma wear these ten chains and floss 

I do this for my niggas facing hard times 

Empty on them corners if you hustling part time 

Ten chains on, Eric B with mob ties 

Rakim flows, coming from the Pharcyde 

Blood diamonds and my pieces from apartheid 

Quick, quote a prayer, pull it from the archives 

I pray for every soul that this music reaches 

Bury me a G, ten Jesus pieces 

We untouchable 

Mi historia es complicada, pero al final del dia valio la pena, porque ahora estoy trabajando con el jefe 

Yo vivi en Colombia y vivi muchas cosas, me entiende? 

Vi muertes...vi muertes...vi cuerpos en las calles 

sangrando despues del colegio 

con 12, 13 años viendo estas cosas en la calle 

Y siempre queria venir para aqui otra vez, y me vine 

y trabaje porque tenia otra mentalidad 

Y cuando llegue aca entendi mi proposito 

hacer dinero, ser rico para siempre 

Dios perdona, yo no