Pope Troy - The Trailor Part II (Houghton State Of Mind) lyrics

I'm cruising through the city over-time And this marijuana drifting see you on The other side...(alright!) Bye-bye and that's like saying good night This is my Houghton state of mind Never mind if you can't read Between the lines Have another line and take You're f**ing time and hope and f**ing pray That Jesus Christ might save your life And if Satan is alive he's a prick and he won't Get my soul I pray he resurrects so I can turn He's body cold [Bridge] [ Verse 2: Pope Troy] n***a get you're money from your Louie Bag Call all you're n***a's pray it make a difference I'm going hostile... n***a take cover from a good distance I'll run you over like you should of missed it You n***as had all the game time...the fame time All that pathetic coming late time Embrace I cause i respect time And this time I'm cracking the whip In you're face b**h like a racist