Bible On The Dash

[Intro] Put my phone on silent I gotta hear this, uh Check it out [Verse 1] Slanging girly in the morning, early, got to catch the rush MOB and that's a must, COD, I got no trust And I be BMFing, a million won't last a month All I need is one, PNC and that's enough And I ain't even crank up yet, but bet I'm gassin' up When my Prada press that pedal, bitch, you better fasten up I exhale and ash the blunt, inhale a hundred times Not even hundred one couldn't bring back how it was When a brick was seventeen and you ain't have to rob your plug When rapping was an art, now this shit a juug Get you couple dollars, few jewels, and some pussy I'm getting a little too power drunk, now I'm on that bullshit [Hook x2] I got a problem and a plan, revolver in my hand Trying to keep it cold, but y'all won't understand That's why I roll with the Bible on the dash That's why I roll with the Bible on the dash [Verse 2] Cutting corners on Coronas, trying to buck up on a bonus Out here on my lonely, last stogie, but I'm focused Now I know, friends parallel the foe And all that good pussy leave you parallel to broke I asked the pastor, what's the fastest way to heaven for a bastard With a tarnished past? Give me your honest answer With all this Hannah Montana, without the Arm and Hammer Am I gonna get the slammer or the casket? Trying to keep a level head rolling on this rocky road Is a full-time gig, trying to keep this Glock cold I got the work, water in the pot, need a hot stove And a down ass bitch, and a squad down to roll [Hook x2]