Boss Wood - Itz Up (feat. MobSquad Nard) Lyrics

Lord I ask that you can guide the body I put this chain on
It'z hard to close my eyes from problems I got my name on
I remember cryin' for the opp that I left a stain on
I'm still ready to die on who property that I swang on
Tell em it'z up for real
And it won't come down
Tell em it'z up for real
Who gone stop me now
Matter of fact don't tell them niggas nothin
I'ma creep on em silent
Seen a roach get sprayed in the face with a K like Raid
Aint keep it solid
I'ma pray to the Lord everyday like David
My feet he guide em
Lost dogs in the fall and it ache like crazy
So beef we slide the shit
I'ma vet I put my stains on a nigga cuz he was wildin
I'ma vet I put my change on and dat nigga can't sleep or stop me
I'ma vet I put my gang on them pillows increase the profit
I'ma vet I put my name on it when its up for real I rock
It shake the block
Jump out the car and a opp into a insta pic
It'z hard to close my eyes when I'm up to my face off in some shit
I pray the Lord for guidance I'm tryin' to make my niggas rich
Fast inside my temple it's gone maximize my benefits
I'm ready die or kill by stoppin' a direct
Hindrance to my businesses since a jit
Been bout my shit since I pop my shit its a official
Nigga can't make me drop my shit off the top my shit in dispensers
But nigga gotta cop my shit when cock this choppa
And Dat's Fasho
Lord I ask that you can guide the body I put this chain on
It'z hard to close my eyes from problems I got my name on
I remember cryin' for the opp that I left a stain on
I'm still ready to die on who property that I swang on
Tell em it'z up for real
And it won't come down
Tell em it'z up for real
Who gone stop me now
Give me the strength to keep my enemies closer than the majority
Specifically the ones dat's noticeably avoidin me
Moma told me life got its price she want me on Forbes' list
I told her if I'm not on this block what stop gettin yours spent
I'm out here for a reason I got people that I'm feedin'
If I leave em whose to say
That every demon I release they won't receive
I'm not saint
Mary Magdalene sit underneath my fingers
Every time we meet Jesus
In the drought we call him Jesus
Cuz he came thru
Not when it was needed
But I'm thankful
If 12 come go put it in the manger
I don't got no issue with no opp wit every puffs' a different angel
When they people see me smokin' I lock eyes and see they anger
Rockin' chains that match the clarity of
Kobe Bryant jersey number
24 k Lord bless the body that it's goin' over
I count my problems and exchanged em for my jewelers offer
Takin my life gone be the only way you pull this off me
Lord I ask that you can guide the body I put this chain on
It'z hard to close my eyes from problems I got my name on
I remember cryin for the opp that I left a stain on
I'm still ready to die on who property that I swang on
Tell em it'z up for real
And it won't come down
Tell em it'z up for real
Who gone stop me now