HANDL - Omens (feat. Steve Murf) Lyrics

Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Call me John Wilkes, I'm aiming for your head in the booth
Or John Wick it just depends on the mood
It's king Dave or King cobra or whichever you choose
Put anyone against me I won't lose
Spit that Air Jordan 1 high shit
And all your verses are mid
You big cap like you working at lids
You rappers are kids
Grown folks talk, I hand em a bib
Pacifier, yeah we flyer, plane higher than Wiz
Had to lose it all to gain it all tenfold
Lost friends and kinfolk
Made promises that I didn't hold
But I ain't let my hardships stop me
I waited for my shot like your paparazzi
I'm rolling dice up and I ain't talking about Yahtzee
The success was imminent
Not a soul could stop me
Like the pistons in 03
My whole team full of OGs
Good Omens on my side
So I'm bound for the league
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
I got angels all around me thank to my heavenly Abba
I know that's not by accident or luck or change or saba
So what's an omen to a "Amen"
I'm from the "A", man,
Without them angels I mentioned
We might just rob ya
(Run That)
Despite those many vowels I can vow
That I'm here for good
Though we may not be here for good
(Fun Fact)
Time is forever if you never overstood
Any valley of decision
Or had power in your hood
(What's That)
Or quite conversely when you ran out of momentum
And you tried out all you could
Even went to Hollywood
(Come Back)
Back to the crabs sitting in a double barrel
When the city's almost feral
With the vision's that's so narrow
(Pump That)
Fit in your veins like blue magic heron
They don't want fair on
If ever come one
They usually only come barking upward
While you climb the peaks of Stone Mountain
But I ain't from there, I'm from 'round the corner
My nigga, I'm from Clarkston
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
Good omens on my side
Can't nobody try to bring me down
Nobody try to bring me down
You can listen to me closely
Cause this part isn't a metaphor
There's a lot more to life
Than the things that you choose to settle for
Niggas had the hopes and dreams and they though they blew em
As long you got breath in ya body go and pursue em
Who woulda thought I'd write a rhyme or talk sonnets
Now I'm heating up the game like a packet of scotch bonnet
My soul's to the game same as the gin is to tonic
The reward was to claim it just needed my name on it
I painted a perfect image
Tried to share it with the block
But to niggas without a vision a diamond was just a rock
Took it upon myself to climb up to the mountaintop
Now they mad that my price is up overnight like a bargain stock
Tryna solve life's puzzles
Put it piece by piece
Increase my reach
Hopefully I'll reach my peak
But till then I'll just put my very best in beats
Invest in me
Or die trying
Hope I Rest In Peace