This shit is for all the motherfuckin niggaz out there
  doin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family
    [Pastor Troy]
  Hangin up out the window, ready to blow
  I'm harassed by crackers, the stress of the Pastor
  -Look in my eyes-
  I'm in the rain sellin my shadow
  but it's gone still follow me, so I battle
  -Nah, you gone make it-
  Naw fuck that, cuz you lyin
  Look at how many made it, and look at how many tryin
  -So I guess you feel-
  No now I don't feel, never fell never will
  Ask Phil I kept it real yeah it's still blood spill
  -Who they kill?-
  All my folks
  -How they die?-
  Quickly, never really lived they life
  but they died particularly anyone who kept it real
  -Trap-
  And so many old friends, prayin for my profit
  Motherfucker talked to undercovers
  -So you sell drugs?-
  No, I show love, don't nobody love me
  Papa wasnt there for me, momma never hugged me
  Buggin me bout what I do, loan me a G or two
  Just like I fuckin thought all you do is fuckin talk
    [Chorus: repeat 4X]
    I do what I wanna do, I do what I have to do
  And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you
  I do what i wanna do, I do what I have to do
  And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you
    [Pastor Troy]
  When the pressure becomes too much upon my heart
  where the fuck I'm 'posed to go?
  Flex em like these other folks, fuck that shit twist mo' smoke
  I'm to' now, take mo to death will probably scare me
  Say I dont give a fuck no mo' my nigga I am ready
  God already prepared me for Hell so hell I'm straight
  Give me a house and crush up the house nuthin but weight
  And I'ma be the only Pastor that'll be burnin
  No mistakes yeah you heard it, cuz it wasn't misworded
  because ain't nobody perfect, who knows if God forgave you
  Just because you done fucked up you askin him to save you
  Behave you, or I'll be forced to grab my rifle
  And anything I do will be done in my survival
    [chorus]