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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Flores
Songwriter
Benjamin Paul
Songwriter
Lyrics
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
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