Lyrics
Verse 1
Blessed up, still rich,
All in, Still Litt
I got the Ghost with the floor,
Trying get souls not a show,
They stuck on luck,
Straight faith I run it up,
No commission I’m trap Fishin
I be in prison and they listen
Let them know one way
Real hope put the gun away
I be like the chopping the wood ( work )
Up in the block and the hood (work)
I don’t be into that blue bird
Can’t stop with this good word,
20/20 not impaired
I’m dripping oil but I’m repaired .
Verse 2
Gas can with the match on me,
Fire burn with no Cap homie,
Prayed up with the Holy Ghost
Never wana do it on my own,
I invest in the flow,
But no vet with the flow,
Never resurrect the old tone,
I ain’t trying build my own throne,
Let me know that I’m real dependent
Book of life not independent
Not a minion for the mides
Still rich you can’t buy this
No fear like Leonids
All these demons they don’t like this
Blood bought so im rightoues
Red letters I receite them
WRITERS
Antonio Hernandez
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © TuneCore Inc.
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Anger
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Theme
Abuse and Violence
