Lyrics Artz & Kraftz - Onewaynick

Good morning class,
You are now in tune to Artz & Kraftz
So I need you to grab
Ya pencils & ya glue sticks
A junior wake up
Aye you in the back
AYE!
Wake it up
Lil homie you play to much
Can't loose I pray to much
Make moves don't say to much
Might crash I shake it up
Big splash I wave too much
All real no fake in us
All no gas brakes wit us
AyeArtz & Kraftz
Artz & Kraftz
(Woh)
Look @ the real
I'm cooking a meal
Pots & pans
Rockin wit Fam
We in the field
Navy seal
Aye
I got a plan
Run up a bag
Put God over cash
Aye
You do the math
I never subtract,
All I do is add
Pencil & pad
I give'em the facts
So stop wit cap
That's old like the past
God is my dad
The enemy mad
I know that he mad
I'm coming up fast
Look at the dash
Aye
I never lack
Walking in that freedom
I80 was
Had to slow it down
Before the red & blues start beaming
For that word I'm feinin
I'm hooked on God
I mean it
An I don't mean just me
Trust me I mean that my whole team is
Aye
Take a look at my life boy
And you go'n see this light boy
City all on that hill
I mean foreal this wasn't my choice
I'm shining
An I ain't talking diamonds
I'm talking bout that joy
It's from the Lord it's all inside me
I can't hide
His Love is like a drug
I hope you try it
Jesus paid the price so you I ain't gotta buy it
I'm on fire
Burning up this booth without a lighter
An yea I got that gas mixed with the truth
Watch me ignite it
Wake it up
Lil homie you play to much
Can't loose I pray to much
Make moves don't say to much
Might crash I shake it up
Big splash I wave too much
All real no fake in us
All no gas brakes wit us
Aye
Artz & Kraftz
Artz & Kraftz
Look @ the real
I'm cooking a meal
Pots & pans
Rockin wit Fam
We in the field
Navy seal
Aye
I got a plan
Run up a bag
Put God over cash
Aye
You do the math
They thought I was playing
Until I started Waving
"Splash"
But this is still a ministry
More than its entertainment
When it comes to me and Fakin
We have no relation
But once you start to make it
No that's when they start to Haitin
I ain't playing
I'm grateful for the grace
The savior gave me
Ask around my city
You'll know that my life was crazy
I was shady
Robbing, stealing, dealing
Getting faded
On the daily
Pain all in my life
I'm trynna tell you
I was jaded
No mistaking
What you saying
I had to take it
Old cycles in my life
I had to brake'em
All up in that book of life
Then scriptures ancient
"Gas"