Yeah, Ahh-Ahh-Ahh
(Okay)
In the stars out the roof
Rolling up in a coup, yeah
In the stars out the roof
I ain't nothin' to you, yeah yeah
In the stars out the roof
Rolling up in a coup, yeah yeah
In the stars out the roof
I ain't nothin' to you, yeah yeah
Pray to your gods, it won't be enough
Roll with the squad, might be pullin' up
And I see the way she listen to my music,
Ain't hear me back then but she f*ckin' with my newer shit
Ain't f*ck with the gossip
When the weed come in, it come by the boxes
My man it's a proccess
We makin' noise, shit I feel like the foxes
Hang 'em in crosses
If they disagree with the lords' word
No sir, y'all ain't puttin' no work
If they disagree, with the lords' word
No sir
Y'all ain't puttin' no work
Y'all ain't puttin' no work
I feel like i'm closer, to the edge
I feel like i'm destined
May in peace i rest in, in gods' heavenly questions
(Pray to your gods, it won't be enough)