Jesus walked on water moses parted the sea up
Sold all my orders seperated the reup
I bring the heat to niggaz no sweating live and direct
I want niggas to feel threated niggaz got bold since sef been gone
Imma land slide close to home rolling stone advertise realness street
Niggaz cant feel this my flows relentless rock niggaz in prison
Home of the brave my first home was cave all thrown together
Like it was owned by a slave taught myself how to survive ways
Ysef adapted ti crime luke most stray cops tey to stop me gotta glock in the cock pit
Gramz everywhere all whit like a nazi i run to the money bring gun to the money
Just in case these niggaz smiling at funny wit the money
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Jesus walked on water moses parted the sea up
Sold all my orders seperated the reup
I bring the heat to niggaz no sweating live and direct
I want niggas to feel threated niggaz got bold since sef been gone
Imma land slide close to home rolling stone advertise realness street
Niggaz cant feel this my flows relentless rock niggaz in prison
Home of the brave my first home was cave all thrown together
Like it was owned by a slave taught myself how to survive ways
Ysef adapted ti crime luke most stray cops tey to stop me gotta glock in the cock pit
Gramz everywhere all whit like a nazi i run to the money bring gun to the money
Just in case these niggaz smiling at funny wit the money
Sold all my orders seperated the reup
I bring the heat to niggaz no sweating live and direct
I want niggas to feel threated niggaz got bold since sef been gone
Imma land slide close to home rolling stone advertise realness street
Niggaz cant feel this my flows relentless rock niggaz in prison
Home of the brave my first home was cave all thrown together
Like it was owned by a slave taught myself how to survive ways
Ysef adapted ti crime luke most stray cops tey to stop me gotta glock in the cock pit
Gramz everywhere all whit like a nazi i run to the money bring gun to the money
Just in case these niggaz smiling at funny wit the money
Writer: Patrck Cooley
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