Look I ain't gon' wait till the beat drops Imma get it while it's warming start to form this heat rock I spit classics complex progressions, my whole flow is bebop I bless demographics with lessons 'cause my bars are sheetrock That's hard, these scars gon' get me to the treetop I'm different now but I used to keep my eye on tail like peacocks Changed my perspective Got selective on what line I eavesdropped Switched to the main one then refrainеd From all the dames that P-popped Thеy were thotties, used to smash them as hobbies But I'm Godly, no prob'ly, I bring Yeshua to the hood Mamma Nita met Fat she said yes He blessing you good My cousin whole life a mess cause he stay obsessed with the jugg I try to confess I'm blessed even when my life as dark as Suge's Last name, that's knight; don't get it? You prolly snoozing I make it clearest, my dearest, whenever the spirit moving I'm tryna spark a reunion, bring back all the real rappers Donald Trump won the president, preacher say that the rapture Is coming; so we on our knees praying to get acceptance If we made it in his image then why can't I see reflections of love They project us as thugs, hell, my partners need hugs We straight outta the mud, I told my pops I'm the plug For purpose, passion, talent, skills, and everything that's above Hell the poverty line if I ain't the best then they probably lying The flow touch souls boy it's probably divine Whole wrist gold but I hardly got time For Facebook post that are partly designed To place fake hope in the partially blind And I told Ms. Rogers she oughta be mine And we start dating practice abstinence to dodge Satan I'm cool with waiting but swear it took revelations And Genesis, matter fact, awhole Biblical compilation The defense of Gary Payton and hella spiritual patrons to help me Cause I was tryna GTD like Tommy on season 2 Prolly episode 16 of Martin, man, RIP Tommy Ford But please check that episode Just to see how much more I put into every score I pen I scrub the floor with men Who say they rap but really industry whores within I'm done, bring the chorus back in But ain't no chorus though Yeah, but ain't no chorus though Houston, Texas, let me hear you, ain't no chorus, though One more time, it ain't no This next part is for e'erybody that be at full court Look This is the chorus for the haters that be big mad Who throw us Juju but we doo-doo on that We black as the Zulu with moves you do at the Shoutout to those of you who knew we'd get the This is the chorus for the haters that be Who throw us Juju but we doo-doo on that We black as the Zulu with moves you do at Shoutout to those of you who knew we'd get the big bag Shoutout to those of you who knew we'd get the big bag Shoutout to those of you who knew we'd get the big bag