Jesus in LA
Tones And I Lyrics


Hmm woah
Put it on go
Who do you know with this many hoes
Too many flows
Back of the benz but she drive the boat
Up in the club her ass on the floor
She wanna fuck put dick in her throat
Talk about love she go till she choke
And she got a friend but she doing coke
She doing coke
Back in the town
I don't want rings I need me a crown
I just got paid for rapping on sounds
Out in LA the stars in the ground
Right in the mud
Niggas want fame they paying in blood
Glad I want riches I'm playing for dubs
Talk on my name the price going up
And no I can't sleep unless it's a tech
Right up in the bed where I lay my head
And if she with me she giving me sex
I leave her undressed she pick up the tech
And aim at ya, glllttt bow
Feel like La Flame I bang out west
Yeah but my name from the East
So call me Carmelo
The money is new
It's really lamelo
They see me come through
I bet they know better
It's clear out the room or he make it redder
Beast in the jungle
The booth where I settle
I lay down a verse and it change up the wether I
Feel like La Flame I bang out west
And this gold chain don't weigh my neck
This metal gone bang my game draw techs
Look
And we ain't even gone do no hook on this shit
It's coming straight like that
Sh1i
Yeah
I need a cup for the road
Shoutout to Kodak my babygirl do what she told
I never fit in the mold
They gotta listen
Some of you niggas are solid
But none of my niggas gone fold
Keeping it business
I heard the stories you told
Gotta look out for my bros
She in her feelings
I don't be texting her back
Shawty gone still let me blick from the back yeah
I keep a stack inna denim
On the Ave I came with a Sak yeah
Only smoking on repellent
Optimus Prime the digital dash yeah
I made a wave and they surfing
All this drip ya bitch wanna splash yeah
She want some more shit
I been dripping on her sipping the potion
Water dripping of the gucci the ocean
I've been getting commas what's the commotion
I need to focus
All these niggas capping check the sources
And this true religion whipping horses
I'm just tryna make it to the Forbes list


Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid



Written by: Marcus Smith

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_ ThatGachaEditor _

Well, I shook hands with the devil
Down on the south side
And he bought us both a drink
With a pad and a pencil sat by his side
I said, "Tell me what you think"
I've been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
I even asked my shrink
He brought me down to his level
Said, "Son, you're not special
You won't find him where you think"
You won't find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA
Took a sip of his whiskey
Said, "Now that you're with me
Well, I think that you should stay"
Yeah, I know you've been busy
Searching through the city
So let me share the way
I know I'm not your savior
Know I'm not your truth
But I think we could be friends
He said "Come down to my level
Hang out with the devil
Let me tell you, in the end
You won't find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA"
And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
And that is when I realized that I was alone
And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away
And I don't care what they say
You won't find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA
I won't find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when I'm tripping on some pills
When they sold me the dream I was just 16
Packed my bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame I came all this way
'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA
And it's a crying shame I came all this way
'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA



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