Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I Walk,
Man, you thinkin' I'm sore?
Got a sword, don't need a gun, yeah, I'm past that
In the script, don't need a clip, man, I'm off that
Holy word, ain't you heard? Ay, bro, pass that
Medicine for the sick, might need Lysol
Shinin' bright with the pride, keep the lights on
I got life on my side, kill that python
Gonna win, dodge and sin, just like Christ won
I'm on ten, It's a win, tell em right now
Hop in a hatchback, goin' 90 in a residential
I got Christ on my side, call that presidential
And you know I'm goin' to heaven, call that residential
And you know I'm gon' go kill this beat, instrumental
Man, I'm talkin' bout, I don't need a pencil
Write it on my phone, I don't need a stencil
Cause God drew the outline, come on, I just trace it
And you know I'm goin' in, so you know I'm racin
Zoomin' in my lane, with my lights
City reppin' my name, yeah
And I'm gon' steady rep my name
Steady reppin' Jesus Christ, I claim
Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth it, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I walk, man, you thinkin' I'm Sore?
Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth it, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I walk, man, you thinkin' I'm Sore?
Thought it was over, but no, I just started
Pop out the word when they hurt I shoot the target
Man, I get busier than a Christmas Eve Target
And I ain't failin', I won't crash just like the market
Yeah, no, no stock market
Just like a target
And I'm worth it
Shoot a clip, watch it spray, hit the target
Satan on the side, but it ain't gon' work
Shoot a demon down, put him in a hearse
Got the Lord on my side, you know I'm puttin' work
Tryin' my best, even though I'm a human, word?
I'ma do my own thing
I'ma go in my lane
People tryna proclaim
Fake "gods", that's insane
What you mean, what you speak
Everything you say has a bitter meaning
What you say, what you mean
I'm just tryna go in
Like, woah, give it to God
Give it to God on my worst days
Give it to God, give it to God on my best days
I know that he's got me, call it always
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Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I Walk,
Man, you thinkin' I'm sore?
Got a sword, don't need a gun, yeah, I'm past that
In the script, don't need a clip, man, I'm off that
Holy word, ain't you heard? Ay, bro, pass that
Medicine for the sick, might need Lysol
Shinin' bright with the pride, keep the lights on
I got life on my side, kill that python
Gonna win, dodge and sin, just like Christ won
I'm on ten, It's a win, tell em right now
Hop in a hatchback, goin' 90 in a residential
I got Christ on my side, call that presidential
And you know I'm goin' to heaven, call that residential
And you know I'm gon' go kill this beat, instrumental
Man, I'm talkin' bout, I don't need a pencil
Write it on my phone, I don't need a stencil
Cause God drew the outline, come on, I just trace it
And you know I'm goin' in, so you know I'm racin
Zoomin' in my lane, with my lights
City reppin' my name, yeah
And I'm gon' steady rep my name
Steady reppin' Jesus Christ, I claim
Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth it, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I walk, man, you thinkin' I'm Sore?
Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth it, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I walk, man, you thinkin' I'm Sore?
Thought it was over, but no, I just started
Pop out the word when they hurt I shoot the target
Man, I get busier than a Christmas Eve Target
And I ain't failin', I won't crash just like the market
Yeah, no, no stock market
Just like a target
And I'm worth it
Shoot a clip, watch it spray, hit the target
Satan on the side, but it ain't gon' work
Shoot a demon down, put him in a hearse
Got the Lord on my side, you know I'm puttin' work
Tryin' my best, even though I'm a human, word?
I'ma do my own thing
I'ma go in my lane
People tryna proclaim
Fake "gods", that's insane
What you mean, what you speak
Everything you say has a bitter meaning
What you say, what you mean
I'm just tryna go in
Like, woah, give it to God
Give it to God on my worst days
Give it to God, give it to God on my best days
I know that he's got me, call it always
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I Walk,
Man, you thinkin' I'm sore?
Got a sword, don't need a gun, yeah, I'm past that
In the script, don't need a clip, man, I'm off that
Holy word, ain't you heard? Ay, bro, pass that
Medicine for the sick, might need Lysol
Shinin' bright with the pride, keep the lights on
I got life on my side, kill that python
Gonna win, dodge and sin, just like Christ won
I'm on ten, It's a win, tell em right now
Hop in a hatchback, goin' 90 in a residential
I got Christ on my side, call that presidential
And you know I'm goin' to heaven, call that residential
And you know I'm gon' go kill this beat, instrumental
Man, I'm talkin' bout, I don't need a pencil
Write it on my phone, I don't need a stencil
Cause God drew the outline, come on, I just trace it
And you know I'm goin' in, so you know I'm racin
Zoomin' in my lane, with my lights
City reppin' my name, yeah
And I'm gon' steady rep my name
Steady reppin' Jesus Christ, I claim
Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth it, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I walk, man, you thinkin' I'm Sore?
Satan on the side, tryna hide, from behind closed doors
Me and my ride or dies gonna slide for the Lord
Never perfect but I'm worth it, cause He's certain for sure
Call me Paul, way I walk, man, you thinkin' I'm Sore?
Thought it was over, but no, I just started
Pop out the word when they hurt I shoot the target
Man, I get busier than a Christmas Eve Target
And I ain't failin', I won't crash just like the market
Yeah, no, no stock market
Just like a target
And I'm worth it
Shoot a clip, watch it spray, hit the target
Satan on the side, but it ain't gon' work
Shoot a demon down, put him in a hearse
Got the Lord on my side, you know I'm puttin' work
Tryin' my best, even though I'm a human, word?
I'ma do my own thing
I'ma go in my lane
People tryna proclaim
Fake "gods", that's insane
What you mean, what you speak
Everything you say has a bitter meaning
What you say, what you mean
I'm just tryna go in
Like, woah, give it to God
Give it to God on my worst days
Give it to God, give it to God on my best days
I know that he's got me, call it always
Writer: Benjamin Brunet, Carter Muckelroy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid