Golden Salvation (jesus Piece) [explicit] Lyrics - Gifted - Wale

Pray 

Praises 

Give thanks 

To the Father 

Holy Water 

Jesus piece 

But don't nobody wanna know Jesus' peace, no 

Niggas use me to shine 

I been helpin you stunt 

Look why these rapping dudes ain't hit me in months 

I don't ask for too much 

Covered in VVS's 

Women gon play ya closer 

And them hungry jokers gon try test ya 

Now they bumping your record 

Ya confidence through the roof 

Still ya show no respect kid 

The good book said pray 

But you so stuck in your ways 

You got my image appraised 

Why you sinning out waiting 

Fornicating with women I sat right there on your table 

Don't bow your head for grace 

Though I'm keeping you graceful 

Brothers was born to cheat 

Though I question who faithful 

Fast for me nope 

Blasphemy though 

Rap to it so racks up 

To match up with me froze 

How can a diamond supersede my wisdom 

I seen a reverend with five of me as he read his scripture 

This is bible readings to people with malice intentions 

You silly get wits seen ahki with crucifix pendent 

With a Cuban attached 

On a secular scene 

I died for you all 

Now niggas die over me 

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Jesus piece Jesus piece Jesus piece 

But don't nobody want know Jesus peace 

Jesus piece Jesus piece Jesus piece 

But don't nobody want know Jesus peace 

Sierra Leone diamonds 

LA to New York got em'? 

If nobody stores have me 

Some probably would know about me 

All over paparazzi 

Shout out to Murakami 

See they commercialize me 

I'm sure there will be more robberies 

Work 

New chain swag get you crew laid fast 

Or laid down or not a ticket next to dad 

And the bible told you wait on my arrival 

But patience was your problem 

So get Jacob to come find me 

And religion is a style if not 

Then why this shit a quarter mil 

No fugazi see Jacob tell you that ish real 

Hallelujah the things you do to be the manure 

You never thank me at shows but you keep me on tour 

Sunday services pastor is the wealthy ones working it 

Preaching Armageddon while collection plates been circling the room 

Fears but a tool 

And Gospel gone commercial pray the purpose isn't cruel 

And the workers in the pulpit want they blessings to improve 

And they stone me on the cross and niggas stone me for the ooh's 

And the ahh's foolish 

What am I who are ya 

I'm coming down from the sky cause niggas keep praying to shine 

Look 

Amen 

For the price of fame 

What would you do to have em' say your name 

See I promise I would never cop another chain but the arms spent on these VS 

Got me in that complex page 

For the price of fame 

When that Bugatti drop my accountant stop me for a second and said not today not today 

For the price of fame 

For the price of fame 

What would you do to have em' say your name 

It is such a shame