I think I'm on my mind, people say I'm trippin' Cause I raise hell everywhere I go I'm on 285 in my old school, same old too They be like, Tip stay in some ***, I know But I believe in God, and I know he be with me Even when my mission ain't as righteous as it will I'm in a V12, fast enough to pop a wheel And driving reckless everywhere, but I got Jesus at the wheel Help me Jesus, take the wheel Hey help me Jesus, take the wheel God help me man, Lord knows I don't wanna go to jail again People just be saying what they want up out they mouth And meanwhile I be trying to keep it about as real as I can keep it You try me and I'm gonna bring the drummer to your house And I pray to God that we can keep it, me and your little secret But if not, gotta hide me a ticket Say I barely see inside of a cell, smiling as I probe in In marriage, for certain, you see it I'm God child, even though Jesus know I been wild since a fetus Help me Jesus, take the wheel Hey help me Jesus, take the wheel God help me man, Lord knows I don't wanna go to jail again I got a real big heart, and a real bad temper Get mothafucka just don't know how to take it Maybe because I pull a nigga car And check em when they be faking they don't like it We can make it what they make it Over time they had cases accumulated From fire conversations, to violent demonstrations Come after your violations What's the cause? You know me dawg Man you know I don't fake no mood, play no games at all I ain't one of these other niggas out here who finna cater to y'all My window open, I get back in there, I'm taking it all Once and for all These niggas tell, tell, tell But when all else fails, I be praying for y'all Help me Jesus, take the wheel Hey help me Jesus, take the wheel God help me man, Lord knows I don't wanna go to jail again I know what you thinking, you see me drinking while I'm driving Speed by, with the top down, smoking ain't even high Got a sick figure watch on, hanging out the Wonderstone Singing, 20 karat solitaire on my pinky Yeah I got that nigga slipping Somebody say you tripping That Tiffany keep a chopper with a banana clipping Better listen, sometimes life lessons aren't learned from sell Tryna get earned the dough You should only be wide-eyed on profits you could earn for sell I'm telling you I fall asleep trying to take mine No nap time, just flatline Nigga read for mine and I get fine You better check that ***, nigga stand down You might not know my background I think I'm out my mind, people say I'm tripping Cause I raise hell everywhere I go I'm on 285 in my old school Same old too, they be like, Tip stay in some *** I know, but I believe in God And I know he be with me Even when my mission ain't as righteous as it will I'm in a V12, fast enough to pop a wheel And driving reckless everywhere, but I got Jesus at the wheel Help me Jesus, take the wheel Take the wheel Hey, help me Jesus, take the wheel God help me, man Lord knows I don't wanna go to jail again *