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Steady talkin' bout my God, it's like I gotta rep my set
I just pulled up in that SRT on the side, say T-R-X
Shawdy movin' like a Jezebel, so she will not get no text
I done stepped down, try to be a little more humble, no, I'm not tryna flex
Really thankful all my dawgs, they free, ain't none of my calls collect
Every day I wake up and go pray to my Lord, cause you know my God the best
You ain't never gotta come around, say we lucky, by the way we walk, we blessed
Every day I wake up, it's a new situation, I feel like Johnny Test
Put me to the test, Lord, these demons tryna stress, Lord
I was in that pit, oh God, I pray you be my ref, Lord
Before I walk out the house, no, I can't leave without my best sword
Fallin' in that sin, it felt like my soul was in debt, Lord
I stay on ten, they tryna check me out, but this ain't no chess board
Send the drop, we on the way, it's me and bro, we on a quest for you
Gotta keep your plans right to yourself, so the enemy don'teven spoil it
This a grey ol' charger, white lights on the side, see the side, you'll peep the spoiler
I stand on ten for my dawgs
Through the rain, sleet, snow, and fall
I was feelin' down, but my God made me tall
I know in heaven one day we gon' ball
I was just tryna film, I got kicked out the mall
We prayin' for them souls, so please don't get involved
When it feel like you at your end, who else you gonna call
You want your situation fixed, you get my Lord involved
Steady talkin' bout my God, it's like I gotta rep my set
I just pulled up in that SRT on the side, say T-R-X
Shawdy movin' like a Jezebel, so she will not get no text
I done stepped down, try to be a little more humble, no, I'm not tryna flex
Really thankful all my dawgs, they free, ain't none of my calls collect
Every day I wake up and go pray to my Lord, cause you know my God the best
You ain't never gotta come around, say we lucky, by the way we walk, we blessed
Every day I wake up, it's a new situation, I feel like Johnny Test
Put me to the test, Lord, these demons tryna stress, Lord
I was in that pit, oh God, I pray you be my ref, Lord
Before I walk out the house, no, I can't leave without my best sword
Fallin' in that sin, it felt like my soul was in debt, Lord



Autor(en): Roman Brookins Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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