Test Of Heart lyrics

[Intro]

Man I still can't believe niggas, I went broke tryna please niggas

Man it's like, I was right there man

Shit, I kinda thought I made it and I kinda got lazy man

But I still got a point to motherfucking prove nigga

[Verse 1]

Man, I still can't believe niggas, I went broke tryna feed niggas

We hit a bump in the road and you gon' leave nigga?

Bitch niggas came around when shit was gravy

On my mama I ain't lying, I'm finna make these niggas hate me

This the test of heart, is you gon' ride or we gon' fall apart?

Everybody wanna shine, be crying in the dark

I'm Koly P, I'm like the sensei

And all that pain in my heart, I need some BenGay

Last week I made like ten K, My auntie call me on they rent day

And when they ask, I just text them back comprende

Pooh tired of that Jag, he want that Bentley

And if they ever ask, tell them that the hood sent me

Done came a long way from penitentiaries

I'm Koly P the boss, I came home and made history

How the fuck I'm still alive, that's a mystery

I got mami on my side, she practice witchery, me

[Interlude]

See a wise woman told me (a wise woman told me)

The darkest part of the night (the darkest)

Is right before the sunrise (right before the sunrise nigga)

So keep your head up nigga

[Verse 2]

I heard niggas still tweaking

But when they see me they be speakin'

Ain't fucking with you niggas, I be anti for a reason

When I said I was gon' blow, them pussy niggas didn't believe me

Just had a talk with God, I told him I been fighting demons

Ten racks for a show, I never bite the hand that feed me

Put diamonds in my wrist, if they don't like me they gon' see me

Put this forty to your face, I'm coming at you niggas three deep

Bought a Winchester pump, look like the one that be on TV

Nigga buckle up, I'm finna take you on the gangster ride

Can't believe I once contemplated suicide

Man, this rap shit ain't a hobby

See, I really lost it all when they found my nigga body

If they looking for a gift, Koly got it

Spoke my mind on every beat and made a profit

Up and down I-95, doing shows till I'm carsick

I'm tryna send my son to college, me

[Outro]

See I really want to preach

On every song, every beat

I bet y'all ain't know OG was disciple of gangsters

Thugs, tax evaders, and ho-mongers

Now let the congregation shout

Hahaha, we gon' have church in this bitch

Ayy pass the offering around man

I know they'll buy this on iTunes

If not, I'll give it away, My Mixtapez

• Artist:Kolyon
• Album:Koly Bible 2 (2018)