House

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]

I pray someday you'll, find what you need in this lifetime

I know the way is so hard to see through the pipeline

I pray someday you'll, find what you need in this lifetime

I know the way is so hard to see through the pipeline

[Post-Chorus: Johnny Venus & Doctor Dut]

Let it be, let it be (just)

Let it be, let it be (oh just let it be)

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]

Ex the excess, keep the essence

Keep on stepping

Down the street from them greek picnics, we was nestling

Chocolate babies, incubating, box of blessings

Lethal weapon, tucked under mama’s arm since a prepubescent

If I was in it for the money, hell I done packed up for the evening

I'd have lasted bout a summer

Lord, I done held out for my season

I'd have missed what I had coming

I'd have pissed what I could stomach

I’d pawned my Daddy’s Bible

And sold grand daddy's people

But, I don't got no dollars today

But, I'm sure I can blessed you though

Leap of faith, from Z to A, pray for me

My efforts meet my hope

I just need change for the better

I just got drugs for the low

I just squeezed out of some trouble

Can't get drug into some more

You can tinker, check the starter

Carborator, switch to premium

Chopper pray up, chop your weave

But it don't work if you don't believe

Crack the water, drop your seed

Blessed when son called your daddy home

Can't no love cause you won't receive

Can't have nothing 'til you let it go

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]

I pray someday, you'll find what you need in this lifetime

I know the way is so hard to see through the pipeline

I pray someday, I'm what you need in this lifetime

I know the way, so hard to see through the pipeline

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]

They lied to me

Yeah, they told me I could fly

Yeah, straight up past the sky

Yeah, wasn't talking my pigment

Wasn't talking my partners

Wasn't talking my niggas

That truth loud as nine choppas

Now it's rich or die tryin'

Now we live in pine boxes

Aye, fuck that though, I'm still shining

Out the barrel, hoe, I'm still climbing, still slipping

Waitress hit me with the Mike Jones, I'm still tipping

She working seven days a week, lil mama still stripping

Still strapped, she still gettin' it how she live, no wheels spinning

No they won't call that legendary

That's why I could never do it so casually

Any moment I could be another casualty

In the Gucci store, they ask "Just browsing?"

I told the bitch purchasing actually

Now take three laps 'round the store and get back to me

I might've calmed down by then

But maybe not, ya'll made me hot

Twelve hundred for the sweater, I'm in the mother fucking Marriot

Eating carry out, gang bang, maintain, corporate do the same thing

With the same they just carry that, so I just carry that

Three K for the 14K, low-key, never carry knots

Better know I got the rope though

Spread love by the beaucoup, recouped by the boat load

And the quotient is quotes that will give you close ups on the action

[Bridge]

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

[Verse 3: Doctur Dot]

Sometimes, sometimes when the weather real shitty

And the wind shield wipers and the music on the same beat as I ride through the city

Peep the ghost of my nigga posted up on the same street that he died in the city

Made my mind go a mile a minute

Everyone in a million is a dime a dozen

Cryin' and puffin'

Kinda busting, now it's all or nothing

Tough decisions, nip it in the bud

Grew up in the city with all my cousins

Hard to find a nigga that's not my blood

We was thinking out the box so whatever

Now them hoes that was tryna dog us, tryna faux with us

Where was you when smoking at the Park & Ride, freestyling on the Marta bus

I got a brand new hand full of angels this year

Ain't no big deal, the game don't sit still

Even though Atlanta traffic, make it happen

Even though I'm going at it with a passion

No sleep, but I fill up the mattress

Pull up on your bitch when she sick of your crab shit

She get dug out like batting practice

Fuck satisfaction, I really hope you get what you need

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]

I pray someday you'll, find what you need in this lifetime

I know the way is so hard to see through the pipeline

I pray someday you'll, find what you need in this lifetime

I know the way, so hard to see through the pipeline

[Outro]

Get what you need

Get what you need

Get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need

Get what you need

Get what you need

Get what you need

Get what you, get what you, get what you need