Letras
Yeah, yeah
Lil T, he ballin' like Wilt Chamberlain
Stove cook up the- come here
Yeah, yeah, uh, hallelujah, amen
Look ma, I made it out the basement
Lil T, he ballin' like Wilt Chamberlain
Hot stove, cook up the dope, come and taste it
Hallelujah, amen
Rose gold chain with the praying hands
Young T, destined for greatness, that's my alias
Zoom off in the spaceship with my aliens
Hallelujah, amen
Hallelujah, amen
Hallelujah, amen
Hallelujah, amen
Uh, look at Lil T from the cove
I was 13 with a proposition to cook up the stove
I could see the future, it was international, we flown
I saw lights blinding, they knew all the words to my songs
I was stage diving, then I signed my name on they clothes
Mama watching from behind me, backstage with my folks
I could see it vivid in my dreams, then it turned to smoke
Nightmares haunting me constantly, coming for me most, yeah yeah
Look at Lil T from the cove
I was 16 when my first homie got murdered in the cold blood, hold up
Lil T, it's a cold world, keep your eyes open
Devils keep approaching, provoking
Will I be next? My paranoia keep controlling
Jehovah spoken, he said Young T destined
For greatness, that's the chosen
Angels speak to me like Mary, Joseph
They singing hallelujah, I say amen with praying hands
Yeah, yeah, uh, hallelujah, amen
Look ma, I made it out the basement
Don't let the jersey fool you, bruh, I ain't playing
Speed off in my spaceship with my aliens
Hallelujah, amen
Look ma, I made it out the basement
Don't wait for my downfall, I can't land
Bumping Jesus' music in my grey sedan
Ayy, look at young Trip from the D
Still in high school when I signed a deal, in my teens
Some tried to change my plan, but I ran, full steam
I just couldn't let it go, my nicotine kinda dream
Can I get a amen?