Lyrics
God been blessing me lucky
4 bands on a green Van Cleef
One fabric my jeans
Big racks and they burst right out the seems
Life not what it seems
In the world I let my spirit lead
Really how could this be
It's a war first EP can't you see
All of my dogs finna eat
Lick the plate after my drip is so clean
Look at the scriptures and see
Answering every question that could be
Every day being the best I can be
It is a hive so I might need a queen
Only messiah my king
Praising the father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Pray for people that's crabs in a barrel
Mislead into spinning the block
If there ain't no barrel just open the sea
And watch everyone get to the top
Repent for my deeds moving spiritually
I'm at war with the flesh that I got
I'm constantly praying to God
I know I'm a part of his crop
Biblical stories they buss
Come dive in this scripts cowabunga
Addicted to scripts it's a must
I'm putting the scripts in my soda
Got hit with the scripts like a truck
A Urus or even a Tonka
Scripts really keeping me over
Seriously I never hold up
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing
Praising the Father the angels will sing