Saint Peter - Big Chuk

Dear Jesus

Make sure we always have

Important days

And make sure

Everybody always be safe, amen

Now Lord knows that I ain’t perfect (Not at all)

But I try, no excuses for missin' Sunday service

Why should I lie, see my past has got me feelin' nervous

And I’m prayin' that my past don’t ever surface

I’ma sinner, very far from servin'

And I’m tempted by these slimy serpents

For every purchase I’ma modern merchant

I know I deserve it

But my heart’s deserted

So what’s the purpose?

See I serve it like I’m workin'

I’m drinkin' until I’m swervin'

My mind kinda corrupted like a volcano erupted

Things I never discussed amongst the people I dearly trusted

Lord knows my convictions, and all my bad decisions

Pain that cuts me like an incision

Lucky I didn’t catch no sentence

Every night I stay repentin'

'Cause my minds so corrupt

Sometimes I even wonder why I ain’t been givin' up

So please Lord Jesus, forgive me for my sins

And if you could, ask Saint Peter if he’ll still let me in

If I had a dollar for every time I sinned

A house on the hill’s what I’d live in

The road that I’m on and the places I’ve been

Lord I hope Saint Peter’s gonna let me in

If I had a dollar for every time I sinned

A house on the hill’s what I’d live in

The road that I’m on and the places I’ve been

Lord I hope Saint Peter’s gonna let me in

And it’s hard to be a righteous man (You know)

That grew up rough without a righteous plan (No law)

Illegal acts was in high demand (For sure)

I’m tryna change, I hope you understand (Hey)

I’m so corrupted I didn’t understand (Naw)

See money come easy when it’s hand under hand (It's easy)

And money look pretty off in that rubber band (Cha, cha, ching)

Couldn’t think of another plan (Naw)

Don’t need no other chance (Naw)

Yeah, I count my blessin’s in advance but the stressin' will enhance

With the devil I would dance with this evil romance

Build until it kills me or identifies the real me

Maybe at that point in time they will feel me

Talkin' down on bended knee, hopin' that God’s mendin' me

Babies that depend on me, give out all my energy

Bypassin' my enemies, don’t need no sympathy

Doin' right is king to me but I’ll make to heaven eventually

If I had a dollar for every time I sinned

A house on the hill’s what I’d live in

The road that I’m on and the places I’ve been

Lord I hope Saint Peter’s gonna let me in

If I had a dollar for every time I sinned

A house on the hill’s what I’d live in

The road that I’m on and the places I’ve been

Lord I hope Saint Peter’s gonna let me in

See karma is the person that nobody wants to meet (No)

She’s the sister to the devil that’s dressed up just like a sheep (She is)

She’s waitin' for a chance to come in and kill you slow (Gone)

And leave the scene before you have a chance to even know

Repercussion’s that abducted your innocence, don’t remember it

It’s hard to face the harsh reality 'cause of ignorance

You should’ve paid attention to the signs

You showed your insolence

And now you cryin' on a Sunday mornin' for deliverance

If I had a dollar for every time I sinned

A house on the hill’s what I’d live in

The road that I’m on and the places I’ve been

Lord I hope Saint Peter’s gonna let me in

If I had a dollar for every time I sinned

A house on the hill’s what I’d live in

The road that I’m on and the places I’ve been

Lord I hope Saint Peter’s gonna let me in