Please Repent
Kijan Boone
2:52Yeah, i been stepping with the one And it's T oo(Two) hot in the studio prolly cause im with the Son (Sun) Three people, all in one, my father known to get it done I used to sit and pour up Fours and then my high got really dumb I can really say for five years, i was really stuck on smoking runtz I just been living in my ways so i been reading Matthew six i Feel completed number seven imma pop out feeling lit When i was eight , i used to pray for plenty ways to make me rich Then started toting Nines, i used to love the way the choppa hit It's a light show on my wrist, no ben ten I don't like seven-eleven , i can't do odd dividends If i say it's twelve with me, im talking deciples, not the pigs Cause i don't even mess with cops and its thirteen reasons why, but i ain't gon get into it Fourteen dollars in my bank account, when i came to Christ Ain't have no choice, but hop out on faith, now im litty right Fifteen seconds in a room with Christ, that'll even fix your life Sixteen years old i swear that sin was just my kryptonite It's crazy i got arrested right at seventeen Eighteen was the year my people tried to just embarrass me Now i deal with pharisees I can't cap i thought nineteen would the year my mama bury me The devil mad apparently I used to never leave right out the house without the twenty on my waist I was twenty-one they thought i was facing a hundred with the case I was twenty-two i was tryna run round dirty with the drac Twenty-three had to surrender my whole life for better days Now it's no twenty-four, that go by that i don't think bout Jesus Twenty-five i'm in the sky, no i can't die with holy heaters By 2026 i still will not forget the way he freed us I might go and fast for Twenty-seven days cause Lord i need you Twenty- eight up in a ounce, i used to serve but now, im serving Yah Before im twenty-nine my mom gon stop working her job Shoot the shot like Curry. KJV, drop a thirty ball Swear if she not P31 , i promise she gone turn me off Dunking on these beats i feel like Shaq, no 32 up on my back But i still keep it on my bag See i barely talk about my dad.. he left my mom at thirty-three Yeah, but i still love em through the times that he was hurting me But always call on Jeuss thirty-four more seconds , til the beat bout to be bleeding I don't think they know mean it This ain't 3.5 in my wood, i just been smoking on a demon Then go chill and have a holy spirit meeting But im not gon stop at thirty-six im just gon snap until the beat end Yeah i'm rapping now but when im thirty-seven i might be preaching Yeah my lord changed my whole life, my soul was dark, now it look decent Cause i still got my flaws i still just pray to God like help me deeply Used to think i was a thug when i used to carry that 38 Now that bible on my waist , that's the only thing i bang The Christ steppa in the building Demons always move away Yeah i'm on thirty-nine but i said everything i need to say yeah .. and i can say it 40 times but imma say it 1 times and that's go to Jesus.. he the only way