Time to Meditate (Prod. By S.O.L.E)

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Thank God I woke up today
He gave me a soul
Of course i got something to say 
While they, Always 
Wanna talk bout flexing and stuff
You need to go and pick ya medicine up 
Here go, ya daily dose 
The way we post, all these selfies
Like we sending out an sos, someone help me
Need you to notice my looks, give me some likes 
While trying, not to show what it took, to look this nice
So I hashtag, no filter 
While im still wearing makeup
That's just like seeing, ya check, before a pay cut
Someone shoulda told me it would be like this
No false prophets, in my crew, we stick to the script

Cause Everybody think they changing the game 
But nothings new under the sun, need to stay in ya line 
Its game 7
Losers in hell, winners in heaven 
So on our way there, my team, receiving these blessings 

Bein a lover, not a fighter
I try to
Abide by the rules, straight from the bible
Its wise, not to
Argue wit fools

Cause then who, can tell, the difference 
Its easy to be correct, when hell is ya mission

Headed there on a highway 
But God's way, is about as narrow, as a driveway 
So you gotta drive safe 

Otherwise, you fall victim to the enemy 
My knowledge, aint from college, the father, let it enter me

Real talk, i aint ever fake
Let the words, penetrate 
Its time, to meditate 

Looking up, to heavens gates 
God showed the way 
By lettting his son, demonstrate

Real talk, i aint ever fake
Let the words, penetrate 
Its time, to meditate 

Looking up, to heavens gates 
God showed the way 
By lettting his son, demonstrate

Follow his lead, we drownin in dreams
We either make it back to God, or get lost, at sea
Every day i wake up, in a coffin, it seems
Trapped in a mind, sicker than a cough and a sneeze 
So please

Dont tell everyone, ya life, is hard
All those complaints, are meant, for ya family in God
Gift and a curse, won the jackpot and got robbed 
Cause i cant do what i want,  gotta follow my God
Yeah
Rhymin like shady, but my palms aint sweaty
If you like them fake rappers, might as well, forget me 
I work for a different boss, cut from different cloth
No days off, im working till the day that I'm ready
Yeah 
Till they throw me in a box and ship me away
We can live in vein, or live in his name
Not really a hard, decision to make
Cause i only got, this far, from living in his way 

Real talk, i aint ever fake
Let the words, penetrate 
Its time, to meditate 

Looking up, to heavens gates 
God showed the way 
By letting his son, demonstrate

Real talk, i aint ever fake
Let the words, penetrate 
Its time, to meditate 

Looking up, to heavens gates 
God showed the way 
By letting his son, demonstrate

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