[ Featuring Stove God Cooks ]
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Praise Fly, praise Stove, praise both
Praise Fly, praise the Stove, praise both
I pray you see the way I'm livin' that's hope (that's hope)
I pray you see the way we livin' that's hope, praise both (praise both)
Praise Fly, praise Stove, praise both (I'm hope)
Praise Fly, praise the Stove, praise both
I pray you see me hop up out that Rolls, that's hope (woo)
I pray you see me hop out that Maybach, that's hope (woo)
Big chains on my neck that's hope
Big-ass bracelet on my wrist, that's hope (that's hope)
Praise Fly, praise Stove, praise both (praise us both)
Praise Fly, praise Stove
This ain't new, shit, bitch we been did it big
(This ain't new, shit, bitch we been good)
This ain't new shit, bitch, we been getting bread
They said Sly was talking like this back when he was in the feds
This that big Pootie going up to see unc' and me and West, that kinda hope
A real bitch by your side, that's hope (woo)
Rough waters holdin' on the boat, she gon' swim for us both
My eyes still closed, I can smell crack smoke (woo)
Eyes closed I can still smell gun smoke
I still take heed to every plug quote that he said to me
Laughing 'bout these lies that these sucka niggas fed to me
Before I had my run, that shit really looked like bread to me
Now what y'all call money, that shit ain't even no bread to me
I got the recipe (woo)
Last-minute flights to places you will never see (that's me)
I touch down, TSA come in and question me
Can I live?
Ayo, hit him close up, made his body slump (boom-boom-boom)
Plain Jane, rose gold, Donald Trump
Balenciaga Oakley's on the Gotti Run (woo)
Louis sheisty had me stumblin' in Hakkasan
Fiend hit the pipe and said, "Word is bond" (word is bond)
Bricks so big, I wish I had another arm
East Side Buffalo Vietnam
All my shooters got one job
The fashion week killa, ask the nigga body
Fly nigga fed your bitch dick and calamari
Fly nigga speedin' in that hatchback 'Rari (skrrt)
Throughout the samples feelin' Flip runnin' like Sha'Carri
The one led mixed the dope with the nutmeg (whip)
Sly still see his freedom from a bunk bed
Canary 911, but the truck red
The square was three ounces short now his son dead (boom-boom-boom-boom)
Praise Fly, praise Stove, praise both
Praise Fly, praise the Stove, praise both
I pray you see the way I'm livin' that's hope (that's hope)
I pray you see the way we livin' that's hope, praise both (praise both)
Praise Fly, praise Stove, praise both (I'm hope)
Praise Fly, praise the Stove, praise both
I pray you see me hop up out that Rolls, that's hope (woo)
I pray you see me hop out that Maybach, that's hope (woo)
Big chains on my neck that's hope
Big-ass bracelet on my wrist, that's hope (that's hope)
Praise Fly, praise Stove, praise both (praise us both)
Praise Fly, praise Stove
Be grateful for these experiences, man, I'm telling you
You don't have to die in order for you to hear what Heaven sounds like
And this sounds heavenly
And if we can experience Heaven on Earth by listening
Then this is what I wanna hear
