Styles P – Yes, Lord! lyrics

[Intro]
Maestro while you listen to the bass drop

[Verse 1: Styles P]
And you tried, then the fire never burnt my flesh (Burnt)
May I learn my lessons? May I learn my steps? (May I?)
I indulge in the dirt, yeah, I earned my mess (Mmm)
And I hurt a lot of people, I deserve my stress (I deserve my stress)
Showed a lot of people my worst who preferred my best
Man, you open up my eye and my third eye lex (Lord)
Then I sold too much, let my third eye rest (Sold too much)
Damn, such a foolish thing to do
You be blind to the truth, but the truth ain't blindin' you (Hahaha)
Yeah, a fool could figure that (Figure that)
Put my soul into the river, it told me it's swimmin' back
Mama prayin' for a safe night
Can't die from venom, I'm too used to snake bites
All these niggas see is my brake lights
Used to the dark, I never come with a safe light (Never)
It goes wrong, it goes wrong
I know that my faith right

[Chorus: iman]
Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me
Give a fuck how they feelin', can't match my energy
Conversations increasing, you ain't no friend of me
Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, yeah
Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me
Give a fuck how they feelin', can't match my energy
Conversations increasing, you ain't no friend of me
Yes Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, Yes Lord

[Verse 2: Styles P]
Yeah, it's marijuana and champagne
Need a Rollie made out of sand grains (Hahaha)
To tell time in a simulation (You don't get it)
For stimulation of fearing flames
For a long flow, even your mom know (She know)
I could die and come back like I was John Snow (Word)
Turn you John Doe, no time, no (No time)
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[Chorus: iman]
Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me
Give a fuck how they feelin', can't match my energy
Conversations increasing, you ain't no friend of me
Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, yeah
Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me
Give a fuck how they feelin', can't match my energy
Conversations increasing, you ain't no friend of me
Yes Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, Yes Lord

[Bridge: Styles P]

[Chorus: iman]
Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me
Give a fuck how they feelin', can't match my energy
Conversations increasing, you ain't no friend of me
Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, yeah
Uh, Lord forgive me, they offendin' me
Give a fuck how they feelin', can't match my energy
Conversations increasing, you ain't no friend of me
Yes Lord, I mean, look at what you did to me, Yes Lord