Been grindin since I could remember
Think that he holding me up
He just molding me better
Thinking he takin forever
That patience will hit you yuh back for yuh lesson
No failing the season of testing
Gravel or asphalt I'm whippin the gas by the pedal
Automatic whipping no Tesla
No love for the money got heavenly treasure
As small as a mustard seed
Long as I'm there I got heart over mental
God blessing my soul
No famine
It raining from heaven no manna
Sun out I be passing the tanner
Devil twisted his manners
No takin my plate I be seated straight no panorama
Got hit and it more than a nick but no cannon
Fumbled his ties with who worded creation
Might of got some licks and he thinkin he special
God told me the enemy can't get a solid connection
Verses on me I done kept em
Head on a platter my trophy but servin no idol
Demon can't slide no permission
Hang with the savior they rival
Child my title
Work til his second arrival
Folks say they on it but they just be moving they dentures
Same way they flaggin on camera
Stuck on the lust for the fame
Mask on the intention no bane
Facts on the record
Made sure I told you on the record
Now you heard more than a sample
One one six ain't never the shame
Well done when Im hearin my name
Accolade I wanna trample
Left right
Swinging on em like Im mike
Step in the ring we got run it up just like its fight night
Angels yellin and now we got the crowd hype
Watch me get right
Huh
Cambridge up in the jersey and they calling me like mike
Bodies I'm catchin they throwing the lob right
Told me go get it I'm walking up too high
Gettin active aint just bout the bands
It be how I move it ain't just what I'm sayin
Feed me the rock and I'm layin or treyin
Dimer on me I could pass to yuh mans
Facilitate just like I'm nine
He shoot wit no nina
Ray on the Celtic he spot up I feed him
Reap what I sow
Pierce em up
This is the biblical needle
Might of got some licks and he thinkin he special
God told me the enemy can't get a solid connection
Verses on me I done kept em
Head on a platter my trophy but servin no idol
Demon can't slide no permission
Hang with the savior they rival
Child my title
Work til his second arrival
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Been grindin since I could remember
Think that he holding me up
He just molding me better
Thinking he takin forever
That patience will hit you yuh back for yuh lesson
No failing the season of testing
Gravel or asphalt I'm whippin the gas by the pedal
Automatic whipping no Tesla
No love for the money got heavenly treasure
As small as a mustard seed
Long as I'm there I got heart over mental
God blessing my soul
No famine
It raining from heaven no manna
Sun out I be passing the tanner
Devil twisted his manners
No takin my plate I be seated straight no panorama
Got hit and it more than a nick but no cannon
Fumbled his ties with who worded creation
Might of got some licks and he thinkin he special
God told me the enemy can't get a solid connection
Verses on me I done kept em
Head on a platter my trophy but servin no idol
Demon can't slide no permission
Hang with the savior they rival
Child my title
Work til his second arrival
Folks say they on it but they just be moving they dentures
Same way they flaggin on camera
Stuck on the lust for the fame
Mask on the intention no bane
Facts on the record
Made sure I told you on the record
Now you heard more than a sample
One one six ain't never the shame
Well done when Im hearin my name
Accolade I wanna trample
Left right
Swinging on em like Im mike
Step in the ring we got run it up just like its fight night
Angels yellin and now we got the crowd hype
Watch me get right
Huh
Cambridge up in the jersey and they calling me like mike
Bodies I'm catchin they throwing the lob right
Told me go get it I'm walking up too high
Gettin active aint just bout the bands
It be how I move it ain't just what I'm sayin
Feed me the rock and I'm layin or treyin
Dimer on me I could pass to yuh mans
Facilitate just like I'm nine
He shoot wit no nina
Ray on the Celtic he spot up I feed him
Reap what I sow
Pierce em up
This is the biblical needle
Might of got some licks and he thinkin he special
God told me the enemy can't get a solid connection
Verses on me I done kept em
Head on a platter my trophy but servin no idol
Demon can't slide no permission
Hang with the savior they rival
Child my title
Work til his second arrival
Think that he holding me up
He just molding me better
Thinking he takin forever
That patience will hit you yuh back for yuh lesson
No failing the season of testing
Gravel or asphalt I'm whippin the gas by the pedal
Automatic whipping no Tesla
No love for the money got heavenly treasure
As small as a mustard seed
Long as I'm there I got heart over mental
God blessing my soul
No famine
It raining from heaven no manna
Sun out I be passing the tanner
Devil twisted his manners
No takin my plate I be seated straight no panorama
Got hit and it more than a nick but no cannon
Fumbled his ties with who worded creation
Might of got some licks and he thinkin he special
God told me the enemy can't get a solid connection
Verses on me I done kept em
Head on a platter my trophy but servin no idol
Demon can't slide no permission
Hang with the savior they rival
Child my title
Work til his second arrival
Folks say they on it but they just be moving they dentures
Same way they flaggin on camera
Stuck on the lust for the fame
Mask on the intention no bane
Facts on the record
Made sure I told you on the record
Now you heard more than a sample
One one six ain't never the shame
Well done when Im hearin my name
Accolade I wanna trample
Left right
Swinging on em like Im mike
Step in the ring we got run it up just like its fight night
Angels yellin and now we got the crowd hype
Watch me get right
Huh
Cambridge up in the jersey and they calling me like mike
Bodies I'm catchin they throwing the lob right
Told me go get it I'm walking up too high
Gettin active aint just bout the bands
It be how I move it ain't just what I'm sayin
Feed me the rock and I'm layin or treyin
Dimer on me I could pass to yuh mans
Facilitate just like I'm nine
He shoot wit no nina
Ray on the Celtic he spot up I feed him
Reap what I sow
Pierce em up
This is the biblical needle
Might of got some licks and he thinkin he special
God told me the enemy can't get a solid connection
Verses on me I done kept em
Head on a platter my trophy but servin no idol
Demon can't slide no permission
Hang with the savior they rival
Child my title
Work til his second arrival
Writer: Lyndel Brave
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