Letras
Young Zealous, Skrrt Skrrt, uh
Ayy, shoutout to my brother
Young Zealous
Gabbana
Look, they can't put me in a box
I got so much in the vault
Yeah, I know they hate a lot
But I ain't worried bout a bot
I ain't stressin' for attention
I'm too busy on a mission
Satan tryna cause division
But I can't let him stop the vision
No cap
Who wanna battle wit me
God gave me power to tread over serpents
So it's time to humble the beast
Love me a challenge, I'm built for the struggle
You know that I come from the streets
No longer thuggin' but shoutout my thugs
Cause those the ones I call to reach
Gave my life to the king
I be layin' at his feet
When pressure come, Gabana way
He the one that give me peace
He the shepherd, I'm a sheep
When I wake up, I'm asleep
Boy, you know I gotta pray
Before I go and brush my teeth
Gabbana!
Woke up in the morning, had to brush my teeth
Ain't got no time for no haters
If they don't understand me
Those who mind the stayed on God
They gon' be at perfect peace
And we keep doin his will
Enemies gon' come to our feet
Yeah, I woke up in the morning
Had to brush my teeth
Ain't got no time for no haters
If they don't understand me
Those who mind the stayed on God
They gon' be at perfect peace
And I keep doin his will
Enemies gon' come to his feet
I like that you confused
Cause I can use that
I got the hook in your mouth
And your mouth know I can pull back
You see, I normally find wisdom where the fool at
Give me that goofy old cash pack
I'ma choose that
You been fooled by your eyes
Have you not chose the foolishness to shame the wise