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King Skie Thus you will be enriched in all things and in every way, so that you can be generous And [your generosity as it is] administered by us will bring forth thanksgiving to God (2 Corinthians 9:11) You knew Yea Ya Dig Hehe, Rest In Peace the Late Great Biggie Smalls Skieeeeeee I just want the paper for all my brothers to shine I never worshiped money, brother open your mind Like T.I., family hustle, means we all gotta Grind Can't lift myself, so I won't try but please don't try undermine I really been focused, God really been moving I put in the grind for this Started back hustling to make all this music but where's my Conglomerate Y'all stuck at yall mama's cribs Used to be bros like my Mama's kids You crossing that line, no need to reply, it ain't no rewinding it Why you looking so surprised you know that Hustle I'm a King that is ready to Bubble I fed y'all when stomachs would Grumble Y'all support other rappers that Mumble Treat me like I'm trash cause I'm humble Growing up I was in the same struggle In the streets I was ready to rumble Apart of sin where we always would stumble Now I be Moving and keeping it groovy You know I'm a shag with my dog like it's scooby Protecting by God when I'm making this Music When people start hating, they causing confusion All that hating is going to get exposed Don't get mad cause is God making me whole I'm a chaser that's chasing his goals If I'm not saving bread, I rather save souls, woe I just want the paper for all my brothers to shine I never worshiped money, brother open your mind Like T.I., family hustle, means we all gotta Grind Can't lift myself, so I won't try but please don't try undermine You knew Yea Ya Dig Hehe Skieeeeeee I just want the paper to help the poor survive Invest in my city, I'm bringing God with me, to help my family thrive I'm Praying for intercession, I sow, then let God multiply My faith in overdrive, I'm putting in overtime You know Ima share, I ain't stingy Either Stack Cheetos like Chester cheetah Got too much pride, call him Vegeta Keep buying clothes, think yo a diva Waste all your money on Smoking reefer If I'm pillow then you're a sleeper Face look Grim, when you see that reaper Spreading Jesus Christ, I'm no preacher Seek ye first, the kingdom of God, all good things will be added to you In the streets, he claim he big dog Girl that pup a Labradoodle Men I know show Gratitude Got good character and Attitudes I don't have rap, for rapping dudes I praise the Most High at a magnitude, that don't leave me stressing I'm Strengthened and flexing Get off of my meat, you delicatessen Stay with a suit like a deck cards Keeping me fresh when I worship God Dripping in dressing, with lots of flavor I Worship God when I get the paper Only fear God, ain't no harming me Gospel hip hop that's an anomaly I just want the paper for all my brothers to shine I never worshiped money, brother open your mind Like T.I., family hustle, means we all gotta Grind Can't lift myself, so I won't try but please don't try undermine