Numbers (feat. Foe5)

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Marcel Makin' Music

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Won't do foolery for exposure
I don't drive the car I got a chauffeur
Bible tell the way it's my brochure
Lyricist they call me a composer
Sin and I part ways I don't need closure
Devil trynna stay up on my shoulder
Told him out the way, I'm getting older
God my standard can't be mediocre
Ain't nun bout me mediocre
God is my witness He keeps things in order like law
Back to back shows in the fall
Wake up and start getting the guap that's the vision He saw
Maybachs and bentlys and all
Swerved out the coup and start flexin not one on my flaws
Diamonds and Rollies and all
Run up the numbers my whole team gon ball
Marcel
Yeah you know all the numbers gon run it up
Priorities straight God stay number one
Pop out Venchy and Bape like it's drip or sum
My wrist gon be so froze that's it's goin numb
While I'm going dumb
Every album I want to be number one
Is that selfish, Might be
But I'm talking bout The 3 in 1
So it can't be, I'm spreading the Word cuz it's not bout me
No not none
Pull up w sticks and drums
They go dum dum dum
2 Clips one old, one new both bout The Son
Of man and God
Plus both spreading life
They changed my fams life
So I can't go reverse gotta keep it in drive
With this rap thing I'm not rolling the dice
Like a ref I'm gon earn my stripes
God is the way yea the only son
He died and He rose that's a one a done
Ain't no rules you got racks you ain't rich for nun
Praise the King and that's blessings for everyone
Ice Pateks and Givenchy let's get it done
You say "Jesus ain't King" man sounding dumb
Get the guap and the mula sound mega fun
Praise the King ain't no stopping no hit and run
Won't do foolery for exposure
I don't drive the car I got a chauffeur
Bible tell the way it's my brochure
Lyricist they call me a composer
Sin and i part ways don't need closure
Devil trynna stay up on my shoulder
Told him out the way, I'm getting older
God my standard can't be mediocre
Ain't nun bout me mediocre
God is my witness He keeps things in order like law
Back to back shows in the fall
Wake up and start getting the guap that's the vision he saw
Maybachs and bentlys and all
Swerved out the coup and start flexin not one on my flaws
Diamonds and Rollie's and all
Run up the numbers my whole team gon ball
Prayin to the Lord for better days
Tryna get out of my own selfish ways
Run numbers up to get Grammys in my face
I feel like a coach just cuz I'm makin plays
Gon feel like outer space when stars in my Wraith
Could talk to the devil not shaken from my faith
Don't speed me up Imma stay at my own pace
When I die Proverbs 17 on my grave
Don't got no complaints from this life that I'm livin
My brother said he want a bag ian trippin
I don't mess wit fakes cuz I know they be switching
Now they wanna come back cuz they see that I'm winning
I don't wanna just stack my green to the ceiling
I wanna save souls maybe by the billions
I still wanna go and make a couple million
My numbers run up I been grinding a minute
They say that it's over
It's not over
I'm still in the war so I gotta be a soldier
Tryna figure out my ways like I'm homer
Ball like nowinski but..I'm the owner
Saint Laurent coat so they Know that I'm colder
Play my cards right like it's poker
Pull up in a green lamb like and ogre
Roll down the window shout out to my chauffeur
Won't do foolery for exposure
I don't drive the car I got a chauffeur
Bible tell the way it's my brochure
Lyricist they call me a composer
Sin and I part ways I don't need closure
Devil trynna stay up on my shoulder
Told him out the way, I'm getting older
God my standard can't be mediocre, no

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