Текст песни Boast - S.O.

Look, I don't play I got woes
I got God I got hope
I got soph in my home
I got G, that's my bro
OB on the beat he got heat on the stove
If you keep playing with us they going reap what you sow (Woah)
Yeah buddy We going keep talk in code
And I hang with a few coz the most do the most
Wine bottles on the tables get the chairs and the toast
Coz we didn't save ourselves it was God as our boast

Talking like they know me they don't know the half
I'm like Owen hart mixed inside of Noah's ark
I had battles in the dark why you so alarmed
See the battles and scars had to go to class
Tamagotchi in my pocket why you holding off
Coz the olders got the rocket that could mow a lawn
But I'm chilling in the field didn't go to farm
Daddy told me keep it real and show no regard
Those who didn't wanna build tried to throw a dart
When you got the shield with you you going hold it hard
I'm a sower He the grower you can't throw apart
Everything that He touches we His holy art (Woah)
Talking like they know me they don't know the half (no)
They ain't see my mama had to load a cargo
All we saw was drama she ain't let her arm close
Everybody eats & no stones

Look, I don't play I got woes
I got God I got hope
I got soph in my home
I got G, that's my bro
OB on the beat he got heat on the stove
If you keep playing with us they going reap what you sow (Woah)
Yeah buddy We going keep talk in code
And I hang with a few coz the most do the most
Wine bottles on the tables get the chairs and the toast
Coz we didn't save ourselves it was God as our boast

No delay, I made a note today
Know the race, nobody owe you grace
God did it, that be your only space
All in it, my brother throw the bait
Whose playing games, wanna to play it safe
I'm setting pace for the younger men to imitate while you hesitate
Ain't had a pad or pen but since I'm in a place
Never had a plan to spend but let me set a plate
Demonstrate at better rate its begun
Gotta set em straight we ain't never late is you done
Had to meditate get my head away from the slums
Let me predicate this is for the Way & the Son
He the boast, Koffee with the toast
YHWH shower blessings on me never leave lone
I could never pay back you don't even know

Look, I don't play I got woes
I got God I got hope
I got soph in my home
I got G, that's my bro
OB on the beat he got heat on the stove
If you keep playing with us they going reap what you sow (Woah)
Yeah buddy We going keep talk in code
And I hang with a few coz the most do the most
Wine bottles on the tables get the chairs and the toast
Coz we didn't save ourselves it was God as our boast