Lyrics:
Say you can catch me on the highway, I'm on 98, in that fast thing
I go by Whop, bitches fuckin' off of my last name
Don't trust no hoe, the only
I'm feeding my toolie
She calling me dread
Cause she loves my mask
I'm skiing, so sue me
I run up the bag
Let's pop us some tags
She's got expertise
gone get my Jesus if I pop out
My sound heavily influenced by my Pop now
Imma daily student of this scripture never drop out
Praise the savior
In Satan's
became a beast and a better version
Of what I imagined and slowly become
Patience growing the seeds that I planted, did this out of love
I was nerding out
martyr to me
I make hits, while spitting real, that's what hip-hop should be
I know this is God's gift, I saw it wrapped by the tree, Case
to stay prayed up imma take this gift far
Far, far, far
Imma take this gift far
Far, far, far
Imma take this gift far
Trynna win a race
Tired of showing
The highs feel me I'm a force in orbit
You wanna pop me you gon' need endorsing
On this ride I'ma take out the other seat
On my own and I don't take the shit
to a sweet one, call that Maya Jama
Givin' out gifts like Santa, sippin' on Sanna
Used to do lean and Wock'
Closet full up with designer, comin' like Panda
The block Pop So The Strip Full
Rocks, Gotta Fist full
Boy Pop Shit That Hot Shit I Gotta Clip Full
When I Start Sparkin'
It Be Barkin' Like Pitbulls
Watch it got sound fire
Looking at myself
Ima take this out you got watch it for me?
Looking at myself first when she cry
Ask her how she love me she
but know this ain't what you want yea yea
Dripping these gifts from Infinite Prime just
Really got me feeling like Lebron, he the one yea yea
How I look
And you know it got no roof
This my version of a coup
These are tenth grade dreams
I was fourteen plus two
Told your bitch to come through
And you know
As the morning sun rises
To greet you on this lovely new day
I invite you to take a brief moment to express gratitude
As you set the intention for
Aye
Shawty I know you be hearing this and that
From here and there but,
Please trust and believe lil' momma
I see you gon' ride for me
So I'm a die
just listen
I'm like a neurosurgeon operating wit ?(a fear of version)?
I write perscriptions of words that fit in
Then go catch my stride as I
Tears for Pops
The longer I dwell on all this pain the more that I jot
The longer I go against the grain with all that I got
It's like my patience
I seen this girl, walking down the block
I said, "wait!"
"Yo baby, you wanna come to my crib?"
"Have some donuts and milk?"
"Listen to a pop tune
was 'sleep
Whispered in my ear this is your year (crack preach)
So I testify
To burn down the throne, niggaz follow my lead
Save your breath for
know who it could be
Yesterday I wanted to die, ion know who I should see
I sold these ppl all my dreams before I gotta even believed it’d
Is it a gift
life but in church for a second
Man the world's so twisted
Look I don't wanna die keeping this gift hidden
I'ma tell them all Jesus died and He's risen
wasn't worth the fight
I'm givin' y'all bread and water, ah bread and water all they get
And it ain't shakin' no hands, so fuck your politics
This isn't
Papa Charles he sent me this poem
He gifted it to me I think it was either my birthday or Christmas
The poem he sent was called "If" by Rudyard Kipling
I
Till my ears pop
Never stop rapping till the beat stop
I mean my heart
I'm showing colors through this heatrock
Type of scripture
So holy make ya knees
to choose between another life or this
I took an 8th of shrooms then I recognized my gifts
I just wanna elevate and represent my city
Constantly accelerate
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