paroles de chanson Making Godly Moves - Sir Don Wayne

Black Pride Indian, check my spirit unique
Living for the lord, that's my father see
It's been a long day, living cold with heat
I'm just a southern microphone checker see
Off in a daze my mind be thinking
In different ways, rise up, I'm Blinking
Look at my wrist diamonds glistening so sickly
Almost at the top I can feel the sealing
Road blocks in my way
I keep on grooving
Focus on success, zoned out I'm greening
Smashing on the gas
In this game so swiftly
Legendary on my grind dip so wicked
Bleeding with pain, while in need of my tipsy
Never tripping off the past, made me proceed thee
Walking like a king
Grab the torch, I'm beaming
My power will not hide may the lord protect me
Move out the way I'm coming through I want it all the whole loot
Making godly moves, them godly moves
I want it all, the whole loot