Lyrics:
Talk is cheap so fuck a grill
Miami got them boys that's real, trill
Now full of, gold, grills, sell steel
But only God knows that they kill bill
You can
Be careful with who you call a God
I can't go without my pole and my rod
Sip the cup and then I nod
Made a hundred million, must be good at my job
to all corners of the earth
Cannot move nobody offers me a hand helpless I am
Ahh but I know God you got my back
Ahh yeah
I know God you got my back Yeah
back again and get my niggas up out it, yeah
Just to show that it's a way, around it
Integrity what we live by (that's what we live by)
Loyalty
have to live
I got to live
I have to live
Okay
Oh
My
God I have to live
Gotham
God I have to live I got to leave my life
God I have to live I got
bouncing ball and get back back up
But now I got the back up
Everything Confam we thank God everybody loving the single
They say this guy you dey sing o,
of the young
Snakes slide through the grass
Blades slide in the back of
The used and abused tryna walk in my shoes
Get tripped by my fuse, too short
Ask God what
comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview
They got starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't
Gang
Gang
Gang
Oh my God
I brought it back
I’m spitting chemicals, I’m in the lab
Oh my God
Why he so nasty?
I flip these bars like the back
again man
Can I get it back? Can I get it back?
I buried my anger and the cat's got my tongue
Will I get it back? Will I get it back?
They tryanna take my
I got my life back
So I school the fools about the fast track
I get static from the style of my technique
Profanity, the blatant way in which I
I sold my spirit?
I'm still taking blows at the Senate
Claims of Illuminati, I'm just tryna Illuminate
Praise to the most high, God, Jah, Allah,
every black, brown nigga
Don't know what got into me, you is no Kin to me
Fuck with my entity
Might die, but can't kill off my legacy
Where you at
Lets
and pop shots
To leave you in a box like Blaine
I come to bring back hype in the game
I'm a badboy
I've got bare stripes on my name
Slowly but surely I'm
(Skrrrt)
Causing problems, I got shooters by my side
Big shit bitch, fall back
Fuck the price, I need all that
I been speaking money language
I been
A lot of niggas got hit
At the (Back gate)
Look, told the plug meet me at the bottom
Showed me two bricks then I shot him (damn my fault)
First time
just almost lost my mind now, God reminded me
I ain't do this by myself God threw the lob to me
I'm reflecting on the past week
I'm growing slowly
Just
My backpack my wallet my laptop I prod it
My best friends from college we get it we got it
Man, pick up your phone
We doing business we get on the go
a man of few words, got the same dry humour
You were making a joke after being told about the tumour
But without God changing me, I'm afraid of who I'd
God's got a plan for me
God's got a plan for me
God's got a plan for me
God's got a plan for me
Dooh dooh
Dooh dooh
Dooh dooh
Dooh dooh
Dooh dooh
It's DaKingSean back again for another one
Stuck in my ways just know business is business
Got food on my plate and I'm always gon' finish
I'm
the blood of Jesus
The reason im still up in this season
I'm alive I just forget to breath in
Got the Lord all by my side he ain't leavin'
It's all good but
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
Huh (walk my bare feet) huh (walk my bare feet)
Huh
show skin
Hold me tight
The silver changes hue
It all comes back to you
Father, father will I cut through?
I hope my god, my god is true
The silver
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