Still grindin, ain't takin' no days off, uh-uh, I ain't nothin' like Ferris
I ain't listenin' to none of y'all new stuff, all that cap is just sound so generic
Don't come over here with that energy, I am allergic, I cannot get near it
You tryna weigh out yo stuff wit my God, but I'm sayin' you cannot compare it
Your word is essential, I fear it
I remember I didn't even have it
I was in love with a patek
I had to get away from the madness
I was just caught up with likes and checks, I was way too worried bout status
I remember a couple of years ago, I was just movin' around like the baddest
But look at me now, it's a miracle, I'm in the stu and I spit automatic
I was just droppin' some old stuff, they still sayin' the song is a classic
Man, that's way too crazy, cuz half of that,almost got stuffed in a trash bin
The motion go round like a merry-go, might think he tough, but the enemy's scary though
You know that my fits be bummy, but bro over here, he rockin' amiri though
You know when I shoot, it's money, they call me the greatest, I'm feeling' like Billy Goat
And you can just quit all that actin, we seein' right through it, we know what you really on
Talk bout the old me, I'm past that, he really died, I think you missed his funeral
Used to debate if I'm chosen, but now in this moment, I think that I'm ready though
I was just planting some seeds for my brother and now I can see how it really grows
They like devin, I want you to drop, okay, I'll give you another, another
I'll give you another, another
We keepin' it real, that's a hundred
They told me count my days, but at this rate, I'ma run out of numbers
I be with them demon slayers, we movin' around we look like some hunters
My brother be pushin' that big body truck, he pull out, you might think it's a Hummer
I told you we steppin, we steppin, we steppin, but nowadays, feel like we runnin
I told you the message, the message, that Jesus is real and one day, he coming
I don't even smoke, but I'm keepin' it blunt
We praised' in the back, so we shine' in the front
I work out my spirit, not talking bout crunch
Yo word is my strength, I'ma eat it for lunch
You askin' for more, so I give you another
We keepin' it real, that's a hundred
They told me count my days, but at this rate, I'ma run out of numbers
My brother be pushin' that big body truck, he pull out, he might think it's a Hummer
I be with them demon slayers, we movin' around we look like some hunters