meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

Ay, lately I'm challenging what I expect

Judging my pen and judging my sin

I look in the book, I'm checking the specs

Paying the bills with royalty checks I'm cracking the code

Tryna invest in vending machines and Airbnbs

I'm tryna ensure my daughter could rest

Yeah, they took her away, she's still gon'be blessed

I pray for her soul that she make it in

So we can meet then, if not in the flesh

Lights shining, I ain't dimming it

Extended mag, they put tens in it

The devil prevail when marriages fail, but

Why we gotta bring the kids in it?

I heard the Word is likened to water

Every day I'm getting rinsed in it

Tory dropped a whole album in prison

Bro was really dropping hints in it

Hand-me-down rappers getting shelved like granny dishes with the mints in it

Devil think his lies bulletproof 'til the Truth put more than dents in it

When Christ come back, I bet he pulling up on a cloud with some tints in it

You ready or not, my team ain't scared of yo shots lil' boy, you Ben Simmons

Finally getting the shine I needed

But as soon as I think it's my time I feel like my time has fleeted

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate

I need to pray, meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate, WAIT

I need to pray and meditate

It ain't no body fault but mine, dog

I had to blame myself

Last two years, I been through the lows, dog

They don't know the pain I felt

All of my fears made me pipe down, dog

I had to drain myself

Me and the devil went round for round, dog

I had to claim my belt

I had to set it straight

I had to levitate

I had to pick up the pen and make them believe I'm feeling like Kevin Gates

I kept my eyes on the sparrow cause narrow the road that led to the heaven gates

Put in my 10,000 hours before I press in I pray and I meditate

Put in my two cents, told them pass it on like, this a collection plate

What do you say to a gunna that came out the gutter and know about Section 8

Now I put me and my brudda on flights and some of this work I could delegate

None of you lames could walk a mile in my asics

While they was locked in the gym tryna make the league, we was in the basement

Fruity Loops with the subs all the way up, making sure the bass hit

Ripping out the pages if any of our lines came off basic

I picked up the pen and the pad and where I was turned to an oasis, okay

Running the score don't test me

Hittin my goals, I'm Messi

The Bible, my blicky, I carry the stick

I'm feeling like Gretzky

My faith on a hunnid, I walk on the water

I don't need a jet ski

Why would I fold when all I see are decreases like a fresh tee

I can double down on that tee line, dog, don't try and press me

I got a legion of cherubims on go

They walking with Wesleys

I body the track, put that on my kids

They turn into dead beats

You know it's real when nails on a chalkboard start sounding like medleys, Hold on