D'Nebulahs - Iron Sharpens Iron Lyrics

I'm falling out of favor with the lord
Iron sharpen iron
Slang that iron
And I bring the sword
I'm self destructive
In my own head
I'm waging war
I'm reflective on them times we went to up the score
Went to spin and hit a lick
But we had to hit abort
Hustle for the benefits
I commit wit no remorse
You can go and raise yo kid
Or see them in an open court
It's the off season
I'm still hooping in a open court
If I go to kill 'em then don't say the name like Voldemort
I breathe to live shit I'm talking
Ralph Lauren polo joggers
With a bottle of that Quagen
Man it look informal
Cookie breath cologne
Intoxication normal
Ma nephew just got shot again and that shit feel normal
Cus we coming from this life where they made us feel immortal
So I'm tryna keep good company
Like that boy Larussel
Yea we dying for respect
But, I respect the hustle