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Yeah God bless the fam, God bless the homies Where do I begin, too many testimonies Let the choir sing a hymn, this here's a special moment Devil told me it's sink or swim, notice the pen is floatin I was workin a dead end job at the airport Dumpin out the trash, like this can't be what I'm here for Chicks I cared less about tryna get me to share more Fly out the womb, the doctor said I was airborne This ain't for Billboard, strictly for you to feel more Every time that I rhyme I show up in rare form The next line Ima drop is to give you fair warning When it rains it pours, my life has been like a hail storm Type of weight not everyone built for, this a heavy mantle Can't remotely control the energy He let me channel All I know is that God prepare me for every battle Reason why you find me around these snakes, but I'm never rattled Ooh I'm gettin at em, gotta talk to people Throw the book at you, it's like you caught a charge for RICO Even in spite of mans heart full of darkness and evil Jesus known to park ya at the altar and altar ya ego But I'm far from what you'd call a hero I'm just prayin every addict make it off the needle I ont do it for the culture, the culture is lethal Put the game in a strangle hold till it's all finito And if you ain't wit it, you spanish food I chop the sample and heat up quicker than tannin booth You like that guy still sayin he was the man in school We just comparin two completely different animals Lemme guess, you went and copped a Audemar Now you got diamonds floodin the AP Sunshine state, but I went stretches wit no AC Late nights, late fees Hard times, made me You got a car for graduation dawg, we was stressin Nowhere to run to when my whip was up for repossession Estranged by many, but never a stranger to pressure Amanda the closest thing I know to an angel investor No need to question, I spill the real like a leaked a session Enemy finesse ya and kill ya will with the sweet deception If she ya ex, then I think it's best you delete the message Cause Jezebel is just gon sell ya on a deep connection That revelation was meant to save ya, ya need to catch it My escapades were just preparation to teach the lesson This generation too entitled to receive correction You try to turn em from they idols, and they keep deflectin They won't even stop to think before they reach for weapons Goin in circles and endin up with the same result 2018, I was facin off wit a racist boss Coulda hooked his jaw, but I had to resist temptation hard I learned to carry my burdens, became a mercenary The first to deliver something this pure to earth since the Virgin Mary They try to parrot the movement, but see that bird canary If it's all the truth, then how is it that every version varies Let's be for real about it, yall ain't even rappin slightly Weak philosophies, Greek mythology, Aphrodite I know who God is, give you the knowledge if you ask me nicely Like losin a argument, you wish that you was snappin like me Look at how they boast of they sinnin, tumultous wit it Men who trust in adulterous women, compulsive decisions How am I supposed to defend it The fireman, and the one who brought the smoke in the buildin My only fulfillment is givin you the dopest of feelins The moment you think it's over is when I go ahead and open the ceilin Cause we elevatin higher, and it's clear now They waitin on my arrival, but dawg I'm here now Uh huh, uh huh Used to gettin up at the crack of dawn, so I pass it on Habits that'd stay when daddy gone, I had it hard But I tried to give em the upper hand, the tatted arm Mind of a Hustler who had it all, yuh I went from tryna survive, to try tryna thrive Came up, then I got called broke for the first time I guess that's part of life when you come from the other side They hate to see you win, they wanna muffle ya pride I see through the fake friendship Callin me to talk about me sleepin on couches, and hoppin houses Fake congratulations never come without reminders So afraid you gon forget em when you rockin all designer, uh Naturally the outer world will change up wit the climate If they never left the crib, then their opinions gon be biased I'm comin from a different mind state, I'm prone to triumph Still the same when my dawg got jumped, I broke the silence Even those who said I wasn't a threat, they chose to tread lightly If I ain't the man, how come the price on my head pricey Ask too many questions, he feds likely Things I used to risk it all for no longer entice me I gotta pause and thank my God above Picture me a spotted dove, to whom they say you not a dove Skeet told me they plottin on em days before he caught a slug Street hustlers sell a lotta drugs and say we gotta grub, huh You know the story well Made it outta hell they tried to hold me down, I dug a well Know that Ima win if all else fails, whether heads or tails No stranger to the fallouts, they'll harpoon a killer whale I got more to life than a spirit livin a mortal life Prayin through the portals, my haters become my best supporters My brothers hold my confessions, I don't address reporters Still respect the order even though the game is outta order It's gotten worser than fake gangstas, rappers is straight gayfers Movin the needle forward, the world is in grave danger Gotta look deeper for it, gotta mount up wit wings of eagles for it To keep on soarin, but stayin on top of the news'll leave me floored Fakest thing I've ever seen since CB4 Men thinkin that they a king, can we be sure Women out here beggin for rings when they be whores I don't rap for radio, hear the sound of my voice Do I sound like I just be talkin to make some noise You playin with the hands you was dealt, like it ain't a choice I'm prayin like my hands in a belt, angels deployed Just left a room full of broken candles Takes a lotta courage to tote the mantle They smokin Camels now, but soon the fire will engulf the planet These hopeless addicts showin up in church when they want a sandwich, and no one panics Preachers tellin jokes like they doin stand up, then bring the band up Yall should know the pattern on Halloween with a smokin lantern Told em I believe, ain't what you want, but it's what you need Crowd all around Him, but only one knew to touch His sleeve
Writer(s): Benjamin Paul Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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