Malachi Ashes - Sick Wit It Lyrics

Huh
What
Yeah
Okay, okay, okay

Yeah, I'm sick wit it
MJ wit my flu game
I'm sick wit it
Uh-huh, I'm sick wit It
Yeah, I'm sick wit it
MJ wit my 3, 8
I'm sick wit it
Uh-huh, I'm sick wit it

God, yeah He got my back
That's why I know I'll make it
Angels, they holdin' back
My enemies and Satan
I've been on the attack
Ain't no sittin' back
Good things come to those who wait, but great things come to those who take it
Ayy, ayy
The game I came to finesse
Ayy, ayy
I PK Flash just like Ness
Ayy
I'm just blowin' out the competition
Ayy
That's So Raven 'cause I got a vision

Yeah, I'm sick wit it
MJ wit my flu game
I'm sick wit it
Uh-huh, I'm sick wit It
Yeah, I'm sick wit it
MJ wit my 3, 8
I'm sick wit it
Uh-huh, I'm sick wit it

Glory to Yahweh, in His image I was made
He showed me the way, from the crowd I separate
New rappers think they great, but they all just sound the same
I listened to the greats, so of course I'm finna dominate
Ayy, ayy
Y'all can try to copy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
But y'all can't never top me
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I know that God got me
Ayy, ayy, ayy
'Cause can't nobody stop me
Ayy

Yeah, I'm sick wit it
MJ wit my flu game
I'm sick wit it
Uh-huh, I'm sick wit It
Yeah, I'm sick wit it
MJ wit my 3, 8
I'm sick wit it
Uh-huh, I'm sick wit it