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And I say hey (Hey!)
What a wonderful kinda day (It's a wonderful kinda day)
If you can learn to work and play
And get along with each other (Put your hands in the air for Cardec)
Stop sayin’ it's on the way, it's done
Ayy (Where we goin’?)

I know God gon' come and take us where the gra** greener
He gon' come back with an interest, that's on John Cena
Got it jumpin' when they spin it like some ballerinas
No more problems, he gon' wipe it up and shine it like some gla** cleaner
They was real ones 'round me, it get iffy when you act up
Don't just start a**umin’, it hit different when you ask people
Life is way too easy when you’re stickin' to your tax people
If you paid your dues, you can kick it, just attack cheaper
Up all night, it’s only right I hustle, I'm a back slip 'em
Tell the block I'm not no babysitter, I’m my brothers' keeper
Tell the church I'm not no hand puppet, it's my cousin Skeeter
If I park, I'm not gon' get to bookin', Jesus paid the meter
I believe that He believes, I can lead all the real believers
I'm the one and not the two, but make hits like I'm Derek Jeter
Pray hard with my knees on the carpet, then I go Stanley Steamer
I don't worry 'bout IG haters, I'm not an anteater
Yeah, I'm not an anteater
Cardec got the drums hittin' like he was a band leader
Pull up wit' a bunch of wildebeests like I'm a stampeder
Fake friends tryna stop the wave like a damn beaver (Beaver dam)
Can't we all just get along
Like the sample in this song? I feel we handlin' it wrong
Tryna gather all the people that be rappin' on a song
Make a track to have a demon throw a tangent when it's on (Grrr)
Saw a burnin' bush, and I ain't talkin' W
Though I'm at the W without the cover, but His covenant will always cover you (True)
Jehovah told me not to covet you or even cuss at you
We either brothers, or the other option is DW (Get it?)
Facts, that's a PDF (PDF)
Lots of bussers 'round these parts, lookin' like it's PBS (PBS)
Listen, I'm a good position, this is not no CBS (CBS)
Phew and Dyllie ain't no game, this really ain't no 3DS

Cool
I ain't worried 'bout 'em 'cause they not 'bout action, they some tweeters
Prolly why we never feel they songs, no ba** in they speakers
They ain't got no soul, I got holes in the bottom of sneakers
The devil tried to delete me, but I'm a survivor like Reaper
Okay, I'm not playin' around, it's Aha, let's get it poppin'
It's Mr. Keep another flow, I got like four more options
When we gon' learn that there's enough for everybody
But we can't get along with each other?
I wanna take her out to eat for supper
She got me singin' songs, I think I love her
I pray all of my bros survive this summer
And God forbid we don't, then I pray we hover
I know that the block hot
But hustle on the side, man, get out of my way, hey
If you ain't got the time, let me hear you say hey, hey
The sun is gonna shine at the end of the day
And get along with each other
You got to listen to your heart
Listen to the beat, li—

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