Gang Friends

[Verse]
I could use some gang friends
They hardheads
Toasts are made from bread
They spent their money on their creds
And all drives faith
And I shouldn't listen to them, because they don't wanna be saved
Cause look, they so lame
Couldna fell for you, cause you know me
While his holy blood flowed for me
And I'm having some friends , they slowed me
And glowed me, but I ain't glowed
I mean, I might pray to the lord and thinked that..
Them hardheads don't know what nice is
It's killing me, and it's still in me, I'm punching their lifes in
Thank you, God, blessings coming a lot
And I'm cooking patties out of the pot
It's so good, so bless my God
Shouldna keep it coming
I'm not bumping, I'm pumping
You ain't got to tell me to do something
And I be thinking less than stunt
You gave me everything, I made you come
Yeah, you know me and my gang having a lil' fun (Gang!)