Full Moon - Ruth's Chris Lyrics

Roll up for my stress relief
Wrote this text for shawty then I press delete
I know that it's just the Lord he testing me
Working all the these hours so I don't get sleep
Promised I'ma hold it down so you best believe it
Climb til I reach it
I could write album on the shit that I needed
That I didn't have or I lacked in my teachings

But what's the point doing that
Know when we all dead and gone
Assuming that reality's whatever you pick
I would rather let that shit go & move on for good
I'm spending time I'm tryna find out what the truth is

Baby girl it's been a couple days and I still gotta replay what it is
And I cannot forget the words that you said
Told me you was different,
Ain't like them bitches you know mob with the
Crowd you said you can't be grouped in
Bought a new fit

Shawty snatched her front & back look like a new bitch
You want me shop at Sak's & dine you Ruth's Chris
Drip you in designer bags & buy you new shit
Bae you don't know how to act you off a few sips
You got on ya diamonds w da matching hoops in
Like to speak ya mind and bitches hate cuz you
Makin moves
Heavy steppin on these bitches neck you too thick

Shit can get wicked I'm praying a nigga can change the route
Makin' this pape & maintaining all I think about
Don't give a f*ck if they hating
Long as I got family & favor I'm on right now
Switch up the way I been talking the way that I say shit
Back in the day I was taught to play the game with patience
Those who can surf on the wave the ones who make it out

Laying here faded in my bed, not finished yet
You see what it is we still got wraps, girl roll again
You say you wanna connect baby connect
I just wanna make this moment last, so I'm diving in
I still gotta work that wall and hold em off
Told you that I'm handling it all won't drop da ball
Know that it ain't with the flesh whenever we battle
Promised I would do my best and I would keep it at em'

Nothing they can take from me
Specially cause Jesus he sustain my needs
Pistol on my waist and this shit gotta beam
I get through my day long as I got dis weed
Long as my eyes can see
Know the Lord he watching me
Picturing that crown my God prepared for me
Never catch me switching up on my beliefs
Know the things I want & I know what I need
Still know how to dream

I just wanna keep this shit a bean
I be tryna dead it but you keep
Telling me that you won't leave
Got so many different qualities
I ain't even where I wanna be but
You still on my team