Lyrics Lotto - Selah the Corner , Bizzle

Yeah
It's 2019, we goin' in
But, you know you can't jump on the track without stretching
You'll pull somethin', let's go

Just a lil' stretch for the warm-up (Yeah), prep 'fore the war come
Dress wit' a sword if you rep till the Lord come
Died this morning and stepped on the corpse
Jumped fresh out the morgue just to flex with the torch up (Ugh!)
And, yes, I'm a mess, I was messed up before
Got saved, then messed up some more stuff
Destined for Hell, fell coulda' been left on the floor
But the Lord met death on the forefront
Door shut, now we go hard, ain't no other way
Say "Bye" to sin, invite Him in, like a One A Day
Fight to win, new life begin, old done away
Stick a knife in the Leviathan, give the Son His praise (Yeah!)
I am blessed in the realest way (Blessed!)
I was blessed 'fore the check ever hit the bank (Yes!)
But, I ain't sleep on somebody else flow (Real talk)
Now, I'm feelin' invest in the real estate (Praise God!)
Now, they prolly say I'm on my Creflo
I bet folks in the comments finna feel a way (So what?)
It's best that you keep it in your chest stored
Or run up at a show and get pressed into lemonade
Oops! Anyway, I said I was finna stay
Smoke free in 2019, what I meant to say
I just want the blessings to hit me and ricochet
Till the day what I get match what I give away
Bizzle

Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Lotto)
Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
Jesus with me everywhere that I go (I go)
Got me feeling like I hit the lotto (Yeah!)
Aye, I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
Aye, you hit the lotto (You hit the lotto)
Aye, we hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
Christ died for you, boy, you hit the lotto (Yeah!)

(Click, click) I done hit the Lotto
Hands on the numbers like the face on my Movado
You happy shooter is backward? Then, homie, felicidado
Wait, you tellin' me you ain't got no
Bizzle in your Serato? (Point 'em out, Corner)
All your monetary idols gotta' fall
Feeling like the weekend like only ones with the Powerball
Gettin' the Mega Millions and acting like a shark
But, I'm looking and I see the mental, fam, like a Tylenol (Woo!)
Uh, I'm smoke free, too
Hard when I see a hater gums flappin', an', homie, I ain't actin'
An' I ain't talkin' rappin'
I'm talkin' 'bout running up when I see
You like: "Hey what happen!?" Calm down
Put down the past for Christ
And just focus on the beauty of the afterlife
I ain't never 'bout to gamble, so, I pass the dice
And keep God Over Money, that's that cash for life (Ugh!)

Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Lotto)
Woke up feeling like I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
Jesus with me everywhere that I go (I go)
Got me feeling like I hit the lotto (Yeah!)
Aye, I hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
Aye, you hit the lotto (You hit the lotto)
Aye, we hit the lotto (Hit the lotto)
Christ died for you, boy, you hit the lotto (Yeah!)