Sun rays shine through the cloudy days
I've gone astray, today we back in play
See because God is good like all the time
Or when they say they going to see the end of days
It's probably an excuse not to achieve
See I bleed on sacraments, the establishment whack as shit
Everybody gassing it
They jaws jabbering, mines eating what's happening
Cap your captain then hold your crew captive to brag of it, you inactive kid
Angels over my shoulders
Lawn mowers help me see when serpents wander over
You thinking shit is kosher
Tuck the blower, leaves fall when times get colder
Go and rake em up, rake em up
Nah they ain't much when I do my stuff
Success the best revenge, sting like a paper cut (paper cut)
No y'all ain't hearing me, fearing when God get weary
That 4 am delirium, praying save me from tyranny
The homie trying to lose some weight, he ain't on keto
But you can tell who bleed most, who you keep close
Whose your peoples
Nah I'm not easily amused, got it off while we was running on fumes
At time a life up for the ruse, I lost my cousin to laced blues
Y'all gossip about some fake news every other day or two
The cameras pan, now everybody G'd up, it's all connected
Just cause I call you bro, don't mean that you my brethren
Take a breath and simmer down, my ken in town
Best around, popped up to give you sounds
We went and found in lands which y'all only hear some tails bout
Said I came from the dirt
I came from the dirt
Said I came from the dirt
I came from the dirt
From the desert where ain't shit sweet
I'm from the desert where ain't shit sweet
I'm from the desert where ain't shit sweet
I'm from the desert where ain't shit sweet
Nah nah their ain't no industry
Nah nah they ain't in the streets
I'm from the desert where ain't shit sweet
I'm from the desert where ain't shit sweet (where ain't shit sweet)